|The Tub Man
Author: PygmyCritter PM
The body of a man is found in an empty building, signs of torture. Chandler and his team must find the killer before they strike again. Sorry for the horrid summaryRated: Fiction T - English - Mystery/Friendship - Chapters: 3 - Words: 3,614 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 04-05-12 - Published: 03-28-12 - id: 7967914
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Chandler moved his eggs around his plate and mulled over what he knew of their case up to that point. Unfortunately, up to that point, they knew next to nothing. Not even his age and name were definite at the moment. He glanced at his watch impatiently, wondering when Dr. Llewellyn would call.
"Would you just eat a bit?" Miles said as he spread some orange marmalade on his nearly burnt toast.
"You should, sir." Kent put in as he gently tapped his hard boiled egg. "Eat while you can before we get too busy."
"I should, you're right." he nodded as he jabbed a few of the eggs with his fork and took a bite.
He glanced up at the two men who sat across from him and marvelled at how things had changed since he first came to be their superior. He had seemingly earned their respect, and they had, without any doubt, earned his. He was happy with how things had turned out, even if at the beginning of his time there he was hoping for a quick promotion and a chance to move onto bigger and better things. If he didn't know better, he'd almost say that he could count these two as friends.
"You look tired, Miles." he said as he started at the unshaved man.
"Baby was up half the night." Miles explained. "And when we finally got him down again, the next youngest woke us up because of an upset stomach."
"How do you do it?" Kent asked as he wiped his mouth with his paper napkin.
"All of your children." the younger man replied. "How do you and your wife handle all of them?"
"We just count down the days until they're off to university." Miles laughed. "They'll get good jobs and take care of Julie and I. Whole reason for having the little buggers."
"Your personal army of carers." Chandler chuckled.
"Let's just hope they're good ones!" Miles raised his coffee cup with a smile before downing its contents.
Chandler's phone started vibrating on the table top, he having turned it off so as not to disturb any of the other people having their breakfast.
"D.I. Chandler." he said as he glanced at his watch. "Great!" he smiled as he fished some money out of his pocket. "We'll be there as soon as we can."
"Llewellyn already?" Miles asked, looking at his own watch. "Blimey, it's not even 9:00 yet."
"Apparently she was in early this morning." Chandler smiled as he got to his feet and slipped into his jacket.
"Must be catching." Miles groaned as he dusted the crumbs of his toast from the front of his shirt and got to his feet.
"Is there anything you'd like me to do, sir?" Kent asked.
"Go back, look up Dennis James and see if he has any arrests or convictions." Chandler requested as they stepped out of the small American-style diner. "Anything at all that might have given someone a reason to hold a grudge."
"Yes, sir." Kent nodded, turning on his heel and heading off back to the police station.
"Good morning, gentlemen." Caroline Llewellyn said as she washed her hands at a large stainless steel sink.
"Good morning." both men muttered.
"I've been having a look over our friend from last night." she said as she picked up a clipboard, signing a few papers as she spoke.
"And?" Chandler asked impatiently.
"He died from inhalation of ammonia." she finally replied as she set the clipboard down. "His lungs were horribly scarred, the whole of his respiratory system was affected as a matter of fact."
They watched as she opened one of the morgue drawers and pulled out their victim. As they moved a bit closer, Miles doing so a bit quicker than Chandler, they could see severe burns on the man's body.
"He was burned as well?" Chandler asked as he edged a bit closer, trying not to let his discomfort show too much.
"That was more than likely the ammonia's doing." Llewellyn shook her head. "Ammonia can be a very nasty thing, with enough exposure, and in large enough doses." she explained. "And even more so if it's one of the highly concentrated, industrial types."
"He really pissed someone off." Miles stated.
"I'd say so." Llewellyn agreed.
"Any other injuries?" Chandler asked, backing up a bit, needing a little space.
"Well, there is evidence of an injection of some sort." she sighed. "In the back of the neck, just below the left ear." she turned the man's head and indicated a small pin-sized dot.
"Injected with what?" Chandler inquired.
"We're still running tests, they should be back by late this afternoon, tomorrow morning at the latest."
"So, he was rendered unconscious, and then the cuts were made..."
"And then he was soaked in ammonia and left to breathe it all in." Miles finished Chandler's thought.
"So it would appear." the doctor nodded once again.
"Horrible way to go." Chandler commented.
"Definitely not the way I'd choose." Llewellyn said as she prepared to return the man to his drawer. "Were you finished?" she asked.
"Yes, thank you." Chandler answered. "There will be someone coming here in an hour or two." he informed the doctor. "We found a missing person matching the general description of our victim and his sister has been contacted."
"We'll see to them, as always." Llewellyn smiled.
"Thank you." Chandler smiled, indicating to Miles it was time to leave.
"What did he do to piss someone off like that?" Miles asked as they headed to Chandler's car. "To be drugged, cut up like that, and then soaked in a tub full of industrial cleaner."
"I don't know, but I'm sure we'll find out." Chandler replied as he unlocked the doors and opened his own. "Perhaps he is Mrs. Lynch's brother and she can shed some light on who might have wanted to hurt him."
"And what if he's not Louise Lynch's missing brother?" Miles asked as he fastened his seat belt.
"Then we start over trying to find out who this man was and who would want to do this to him." Chandler answered matter-of-factly. "Nothing else to do if that turns out to be the case."
"Never a dull moment 'round here." Miles sighed as Chandler put the car in drive and they started their trip back to the station.