The Case of the Broken Hearts - Chapter 4

It was a little bit past 5 in the morning when Sheryl and Watson reached the Royal Majestic Condominiums, another impressive residential location for the affluent. As they rode the elevator up to Samuel Walters' floor, Watson told Sheryl a bit about the victim's husband, “Samuel Walters, a 39 years old lawyer. A really expensive defense lawyer. He got a lot of preps off the hook.”

“So you don't like him then?” Sheryl asked as she ate a piece of candy. “Candy?”

Watson dismissed Sheryl's offer by shaking his head. “Yeah, he's a real piece of work. There are even rumours going around saying that he blackmails some of the jury members. No concrete proof, of course.”

“Of course.”

The two detectives got out of the elevator on the 15th floor and rang the doorbell of suite 1503.

After waiting for a few minutes, Watson rang the doorbell again, and this time, they could hear shuffling inside the suite as its occupant rushed towards the door.

A man in his pajamas opened the door, looking visibly tired. “What do you want?”

Watson took out his police badge and ID, showing it to the man. “I am Detective Watson, and this is Sheryl Holmes. Are you Samuel Walters?”

The man woke up at the sight of the badge. “Yes, I am. What's going on here, officer?”

Watson put away his identification, and uttered the devastating news, “Your wife, Simone Walters, was found dead this morning.”

Samuel looked at the two detectives, as if waiting for either of them to tell him that they were just joking. Finally, the man sighed and gestured into his home, “I see, would you two like to come in?”

'No tears? No sadness at all? Just a sigh?' Sheryl thought to herself as the two detectives walked into the home of Samuel Walters.

The End

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