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Date Posted: 08:19:34 12/16/04 Thu
Author: No name
Subject: Re: *A short story* Titled- "A diamond in the rock"
In reply to: Angel of China 's message, "*A short story* Titled- "A diamond in the rock"" on 22:26:19 07/25/02 Thu

> Detective Alex Lynne tapped her pen thoughtfully
>against her empty coffee mug. She let the police
>report drop onto her cluttered desk as she leaned back
>into her leather worn chair. "Well, what do you
>think?" the middle aged man sitting accross from her
>asked. He ,like her, was also a detective. Lynne
>shrugged, "I don't know, Carlos, there's no clues, no
>leads, no nothing." Together they were investigating
>them urder of a rick painter, Mary Summers. Her death
>had police officers all throughout the area confused
>and lost. At the moment the crime scene was still off
>limits to the public. Mary's three story mansion had
>been her pride and joy, paid for by the many painting
>she had sold throughout her short life. it was the
>place she lived, painted, and also the place she had
>died. Mary had been working in her basement when she
>had been attacked from behind. This had led to a
>struggle and eventually ended with Mary strangled to
>death. Lynne sighed, "Well, why don't we go have one
>last look at the evidence down at the police station?"
>Carlos nodded his approval and fifteen minutes later
>they sat examining all the collected evidence from the
>crime scene. "What about the diamond necklace Mary was
>wearing?" Carlos asked propping his feet up onto the
>table. Lynne shrugged running over what had probably
>happened the night of Mary's death. the words
>"attacked from behind" played over and over in her
>mind. Suddenly Lynne shot up knocking papers to the
>floor. "Get that necklace examined!I'm going togather
>some of Mary's family and have a chat with them. Meet
>me at "Parker's Funeral Home" in an hour. And expect
>to make a quick, clean arrest!"
> Detective Lynne scanned the faces around her.
>Among them were Mary's parents, some uncles and aunts,
>and her fiance, James. "We'll get this meeting started
>as soon as y partner arrives. But while were waiting
>we might as well talk a bit. So, James, where were you
>when you heard of Mary's death?" James wiped his
>puffy, red eyes. "Well as the police report says I was
>at home sorting through my bills, lately I've been
>having a bit of money trouble." Lynne turned to Mary's
>parents, " and I understand that the two of you were
>at a friend's dinner party?" They nodded in unison,
>and a tear slid down Mrs. Summers' cheek. Suddenly
>there was a loud rap at the door. Detective Carlos,
>followed by two policeman, walked stiffly toward the
>group. He pulled Lynne away and they talked quietly
>for a few minutes. Finally Lynne turned toward James
>and cleared her throat, "Sir you are under arrest for
>the murder of Mary Summers, you have the right to..."
>
> Ok-befor you finish this story why not first
>try and figure it out yourself, then read on to see if
>you were even close!
>
> An hour later the two detectives shared a booth
>at a local coffee shop sipping hot cappucinos. Carlos
>shook his head in amazement, "I still don't understand
>how you guessed to have that diamon examined." Lynned
>nodded, "Yeah, well when I remembered that Mary had
>been attacked from behind I figured that her killer
>had probably scraped their arm on the diamond. That
>left a good DNA sample, exposing her murderer. But
>it's just so ironic how the diamond that solved this
>case, was give to Mary by the same man that took her
>life!"

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