How it Happens – Season One - part 1 of 5

Personal Case Log of: D.S. Camille Bordey

This is NOT a diary! It's NOT!

The Charlie Hulme case

It starts off innocently enough... just another assignment but on my home turf this time. I was looking forward to relaxing and revisiting my childhood haunts – but something else decided to haunt me instead! Oh, I must have been a very bad person to deserve such retribution!

We meet unexpectedly. He's suddenly 'in my midst' and all my tried and true evasive procedures fail for some reason. He's off kilter somehow – stiff - a stranger in a strange land - but he's just a man and I sense his response, muted as it is. I smiled then I cried. Easy. Putty in my hands. This one will be no problem. Just side-step him and carry on, right?

Dwayne and Fidel told me all about the big reveal. I try to follow the deductive reasoning but it eludes me. Some of it made perfect sense if you followed the clues step by step… but the deductive leap about the book was breath-taking! I almost wish I'd been there to see it. Doesn't matter, I'm due for my next assignment. Good riddance!

Did I say he'd be no problem? Wrong! Problem. Big problem. He's dogged and determined and now he's blown my cover. Insult to injury, I am forced to work with him. Daily exposure to that? Hell really is what you least expect. Commissioner Patterson is most definitely a conniving back-stabber!

If I want to get the whip-hand on him, more study is needed… I don't understand him at all.

What is this 'locked room' stories he tells me about?

The Dead Bride case

Hell would be preferred to this. Everything he says grates on my nerves. His every move screams 'stuffed shirt'. He's smug, rude, condescending and metropolitan… all he does is moan about England and a proper cup of tea. I'd send him back in a big box if I could. I might even punch some air holes!

I tore a strip off him today! Felt wonderful! Hah, Mr. Green Eyes!

… where did that come from?

It was fun to wind him up, too easy, really. He's still smarting from being banished here.

I followed his logic a bit better this time, perhaps we can learn to work together, after all? He sure exposed the Watson family's dirty laundry in a hurry… and he needed my input to do that… so there!

I was there for the big reveal on this case… what a ham! This must be the only way he gets to be the centre of attention and he sure enjoys himself! However, my frustration got the better of me! He tried to warn me off but I ignored him. What does he know about a woman's fear of a certain type of man? And my deep hatred of such men? My throat is still a bit sore but it was almost worth it. He smacked the bad guy with the only plausible nearest weapon in the room… he is a bit of a street fighter, maybe? Three grown men couldn't get William off me but HE swans in like a dancer and… I wonder what he was like when he was younger and on the streets? No… maybe I don't No! I don't!

Study is paying off. Slowly, I think I'm coming to understand him a bit more and I'm learning to recognize his 'aha' moment even if I don't yet know how to follow his reasoning. Peeling off his layers is hard work. I suspect his mind is deep, cool, precise, but it's being carried about by a thin, weedy, non-descript body with zero social skills. He's so annoying!

Why should I care? He's the boss. I'll indulge him until I get my transfer then I will tell him exactly what I think of him! He can take notes with that stupid little silver pen he loves so much! Hah!

END – part 1