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silence in the room. The cat stared at Sam for few moments and darted away. A few moments passed without any conversation. "That was the cat, sir'' Richard broke the silence in the room. "Where is the transmission box?" Sam asked. " Sir, right here" Eric pointed to one of the corners. A box had fallen on the ground. Sam went over to the box and picked it up. It was broken. He studied it, upside down and held onto it. Something at the bedroom door suddenly caught his attention. He went over to it. The door was broken and the latch was locked with chains from the inside. "Jeff, come here" Sam called out. Jeff went over to him. "Look and tell me now what your theory says? How the latch would have been locked with chain on after the murder is executed" Sam asked, pointing at the latch locked with the chain. Jeff carefully observed and said, " Sir, I am getting convinced." " About? " " There must be some inhuman, invisible powers in these murders" Jeff said, absorbed in his thoughts, looking into the void. Everybody looked at him with a bewildered look. Sam was pondering over something whilst having a discussion with his partner in between his thoughts. "There's one thing I don't understand" Sam told his partner, staring into space. "What?" his partner asked. "Up until now, three murders have happened, right?" " Yes...So?" " During all the murders, George was aware of who was going to be murdered and when he was going to be murdered" Sam said. " Yes" " Moreover, during the third murder, George was in custody." " Yes, you are right" his partner replied. " What does this mean?"
Sam asked, almost to himself. " That his black magic is working even whilst he is behind bars" his partner concluded enthusiastically. " Don't talk nonsense" Sam snapped. "Try to think rationally" Sam continued, trying to control his rage. His partner's face gloomed. Some time passed without any conversation. " Look, when we went into George's house, we noticed one thing" " What?" his partner asked. " That his house was so ventilated that everything was visible and audible in his neighbourhood" Sam said. " Yes ... so what?" His partner looked at him in confusion. A flash of thought struck the detective's mind and suddenly Sam got up. His face beamed with happiness as if some puzzle had been solved. His partner also got up without understanding the reason for Sam's change in mood. "Come on" Sam said, moving to the door in hurry. His partner followed him. Abruptly Sam stopped, turned and instructed his partner, " Okay do one thing. Tell the team to be ready for a special mission." His partner was totally confused. He was not understanding what his boss was up to. Special mission?... Has he found the killer?... But whatever they had discussed, it did not imply anything like that.. Then what does he want to achieve with the special mission?... Before his partner could ask anything, Sam went out of the door before stopping, looking back and saying sternly, "Hurry up! That was an order!" Immediately, the partner came into action, picked up his phone and dialled a number. Police cars sped through the traffic on the road. The loud, piercing police sirens unsettled the surrounding. Traffic was
giving way for them to go. Due to the sirens and all of these police vehicles moving at the same time, a fearful curiosity spread amongst the people watching. Making their way thought the traffic and taking turns abruptly, they reached somewhere around George's neighbourhood. As the vehicles stopped, a team of police came out in a hurry. "Come on! Surround the whole area. Quick, the killer cannot escape" Sam ordered. The police team ran to surround the area. Their movements created a tense atmosphere, which could be seen on the neighbours' faces, peering through their windows. With a few police officers, Sam moved toward one particular house. The man who told George's story was already outside his house, astonished, looking at what was going on. Sam went over to him. "Would you please tell us from which houses George's activities can be seen and heard?" Sam asked him. The man went forward and showed Sam, pointing to the houses, "Those two.... and the third one is mine" "We need to seal off those areas" Sam said, taking few team members to those houses. Apart from those three houses, Sam added three more houses to his list. One after the other, they started to visit the houses. If the door was closed, they would knock. When the house residents came out, the expressions of fear and surprise could be seen on their faces. In between, Sam promptly gave his team members the appropriate instruction. After inspecting the houses, one after the other, at last they reached their final house. They knocked on the door. There was no response although they waited for a long time.
They suddenly became alert and prepared for a possible attack with their loaded guns. Again, one of them knocked on the door, only this time a little harder. Still there was no response. Now Sam decided to give an order, "Kick it open." A member of the police team, Jeff, who was expert in such activities, kick opened the front door. As soon as the door broke, as caution, all of them backed away before slowly entering the house, guarding each other. No sign of life was apparent inside the house. The kitchen and the foyer were empty. Slowly, they went into the bedroom. The door was open. They peeped in; nobody was there. Only a table sat in the corner. As they entered the bedroom, all of them were stunned. On the table, there were pieces of skin, loafs, blood spread everywhere. Detective Sam's eyes widened. Everybody looked at each other with a ghostly silence. At once, everybody had a lot of questions on their minds. However, they didn't have the courage to discuss them out loud, not even among themselves. Sam looked at the bedroom window. It was open. "Collect information about the resident" Sam ordered. One of the team members went outside and returned back after a while holding some documents. "Sir, we've contacted the landlord and he's on his way, but he said the house was being rented out to one Ewen Foster" the officer said. "Make sure I see him first when he arrives. Call forensics. I don't want anyone else to enter this apartment until everything is bagged and printed" Sam instructed. Outside in the crowd, a murmur started "The landlord has arrived. The landlord has arrived!"