That morning was not like any other. It was a Thursday, March 24th 1876. The sun was shining through detective Shaw's window. Just as he woke up, he understood something was wrong, because he heard his phone ring. People never ring this early unless there's something urgent. And that was the case. He picked up the phone, and a man started talking: - Sir Arthur Kingsley has been murdered this morning. His body was found... - I'll be right there! -said the detective. He hurried to put on his coat, and got in his car. When he got to the Kingsley Palace, there were police cars everywhere. Dozens of reporters were eager to learn some new information, although, as the detective soon learned, the police were clueless. - Brief me of the situation. …show more content…
She was woken up by a loud noise, got to Sir Kingsley's room, found him unconscious, and proceeded to call the police. They got here at 7:00. Medical reports suggest the victim has been strangled to death at roughly 6:40 AM. There were no fingerprints found on his body, nor on his room, except his. The only piece of evidence is a broken window in his room and a letter left on his body, which said: "He did this to himself". - Show me the body, and then the letter. - said the detective. Townley led him to Sir Kingsley's room. His body was laying there. He had a cold but surprised expression on his face, almost as though he was murdered by someone he recognised. - The man was killed by someone who lives in this house. - concluded the detective, after looking around the …show more content…
- Here you go. - said Townley, as he handed the gloves to the detective. - We found several fingerprints on them. We sent them to the lab to identify the murderer. - That won't be necessary. - said the detective, - You see, The size of these gloves is smaller than most, meaning that the murderer has small hands. Now, which person who lives here has hands of this size? Either his wife or his maid. It can't be his brother, nor his maid's husband, since they have bigger hands. Get to the women and see which of them has hands this small. Townley told the policemen to bring the women to the room. The maid looked terrified, but the wife looked like she was faking being sad. She was acting like she was crying, but there were no tears coming out of her eyes. The detective tested the gloves on the women's hands, and surely enough, they only fit on the wife's hands. "Here's your killer.", said the detective, while Townley started to handcuff the murderer. The wife started screaming and crying, saying that Sir Kingsley deserved to die. The detective asked the wife as to why she had left the note on his