Chapter 10
Mafia Members: ?
Detective: 1. Greg Lestrade, 2. Sherlock Holmes
Doctor: John Watson
Towns People: ?
Andra Clarence: Was having an affair the night of the murder.
Isaac Maybelle: Was at 'Rufus's (Must check alibi later)
Lilith Maybelle: Was visiting mother at the Hospital (Yes, 'the' hospital, they only had one), Nurse confirmed her alibi.
Mr. Maybelle: Confessed to be with Miss. Clarence.
Reggy Carter: Was with his 'gang' at the motel (Why did they have one of everything!) Manager and CCTV cameras confirmed that.
Martin Spires: Asleep after doing his homework, both mother and father confirmed that.
Sarah Jesse: With her current boyfriend in bed, both mother, father and neighbors next door and across the street confirmed that.
Lucy Wilds: Grading Homework, her boss (Who she's sleeping with) confirmed that.
Mr. Cole: Going over complaints from Mrs. Maybelle about Reggy Carter and his 'gang'. Wife confirmed this.
Jacob Faults: Putting Alice to bed then went to bed himself, Alice confirmed this.
John Watson: Going through Mrs. Charlie's jams (The stain on his nighty shirt confirmed this), note to self: John now hates me.
After all the integrations Lestrade took Sherlock aside. "Okay Sherlock, update time, what's going on? What have you got for me?"
"All their alibi's check out. The Saw Mill Diner is right next door to Rufus's, it is possible for Isaac to have killed him but the manager said he made sure Isaac got home, said he was worried he was drunk. Miss. Clarence and Mr. Maybelle are having an affair, Sarah Jesse is loud during intercourse, Miss. Wilds is sleeping with her boss and Dr. Watson hates me."
Lestrade sighed, "You questioned him about the jam didn't you?"
Sherlock smirked, "Ah! So you're not as blind as I thought you were."
"Are you kidding me Sherlock? That stain was the size of China! But what about the suspects, its 3 hours till sun down, if I remember correctly that's when a new 'round' starts."
"There's no other opinion..."
"What?"
"We have to kill someone."
"Sherlock Holmes we are not killing anyone unless it is absolutely necessary or they are found guilty by a-"
"Oh keep up Lestrade! We're not going to actually kill anyone! We're going to make it seem like we are. All the players, including the narrator, are in the other room, if we convince them that we're playing by the rules we might have a chance to figure out who the Narrator is."
"So, who do we 'execute'?"
"Alright everyone, it's time to choose." Sherlock said as soon as he and Lestrade returned to the room.
"Sherlock, what are you doing?" John said as they entered the room.
Sherlock sighed, making it seem like whatever he was about to say was really upsetting him, rather than exciting him. "We have come to a decision; the only chance we have at beating this game is by playing it. We received a set of ruled from 'The Narrator' back in London. I'm sure you all read them and know what happens now?"
The room went silent; it was time for the truth to come out. Everyone would pick a side, their true colors would show.
"Now, who do you think is in the Mafia?" As soon as the words left Sherlock's mouth the room exploded with accusations.
"IT WAS REGGY! I KNOW IT! HE'S IN THE MAFIA!"
"NO! IT WAS MR. COLE! HE'S SEEKING REVENGE FOR THE TOWNS LOYALTY TO THE FAULTS FAMILY! IT'S HIM!"
"DON'T LISTEN TO HIM! IT'S THEM! THIS WHOLE TOWN HAS BEEN FINE UNTIL THEY ARRIVED! IT'S THE HOLMES! OR WATSON! OR EVEN THAT DI! IT'S ONE OF THEM!"
"EVERYONE SHUT UP!"
The room went silent again.
"According to the rules, if we can't all agree on someone we must choose by raise of hand." Sherlock said through gritted teeth. It was like dealing with children!
"Alright, so raise your hand if you want..."
In the end the results were:
Mr. Cole: 1
Reggy Cater: 2
Isaac: 0
Martin: 0
Sarah: 0
Jacob Faults: 4
Andra Clarence: 1
Lucy Wilds: 1
Mr. Maybelle: 1
Mrs. Maybelle: 1
Sherlock Holmes: 0
John Watson: 0
DI Wick:0
DI Wick swallowed hard, he wasn't sure he could do this. Jacob Faults had the most votes, which meant that the majority thought that he was in the mafia. Now according to the rules they had to give Jacob a chance to defend himself, if the people were convinced they wouldn't have to 'kill' anyone, but if they weren't it meant they would have to 'kill' Jacob. Sherlock and DI Lestrade had already explained their plan to Wick and Watson, and they were ready to help hide whoever until the end of the sick and twisted game.
"Alight Jacob; please tell us why you won't kill Blake?"
Jacob looked panicked, everyone in the room had been explained the rules and what would happen and how the game was played.
"I- I- why would I? I mean, Blake was Daniel's best friend, Daniel's parents had just died, and I wanted him to be around people who loved him. Hell I was going to moved into this town so the kids would be able to stay here!"
Now it was DI Lestrade who spoke, "Okay everyone, according to the rules now we vote again..."
There were 11 people in all who voted (John, Sherlock, Lestrade and DI Wick never voted so they were never counted) and the votes came back as:
4 for guilty
2 for innocent
And 5 didn't vote.
According to the rules Jacob votes must be killed.
"I cannot believe these people! I'd put my money on the reason for 5 'not voting' is because they really think he's guilty but don't have the guts to say it!" John said as he and Sherlock lingered in the back as they took Jacob out of the room.
"They're scared, for them to survive the game they need people to vote or either not vote for them. They think that by note voting it will get people to not vote for them. They're trying to get people on their side, when really it's turning them away."
"I DIDN'T DO IT! YOU GOTTA BELIEVE ME! IF YOU KILL ME YOU'LL BE MURDERING AN INNOCENT MAN!" Jacob yelled as they dragged him away.
"First off, according to your niece you're not so innocent. Secondly we're not going to kill you." Sherlock said as he slipped on his gloved.
"What?!"
"You're niece Alice said that you're cheating on your wife; going by the lacy panties under the couch at the Faults house I'd say she was correct. No, we are not going to kill you, we're going to hide away until the game is over and we have found all the member of the mafia or have figured out who the Narrator is."
With that Wick led Jacob away in his tuck to hide in the funeral home next door.
From a window in the conference room Alice looked out it watching the tuck take her uncle away. Sherlock, John and Lestrade knew that in the back of the tuck Jacob Faults lay pretending to be dead. But to everyone else the tuck carried a dead man away to be buried.
John, noticing Alice watching the tuck, walked over behind her. "My uncle's gone isn't he?" She asked without looking at John.
"Yeah, I'm sorry, don't worry we'll find out who's behind all this."
"Can't you see? They are! If they didn't want him dead then they wouldn't have voted at all! This narrator person gave them a way out, but they'd rather see my uncle dead!"
"I know, but you can't keep blaming them. They're scared and aren't sure what to do."
John watched the back of Alice's head as she slowly nodded, not in agreement, but in acknowledgment.
John walked away from the girl and back to where Sherlock was staying. "What do we do now? We can't just leave the poor girl doesn't have any family left."
"He was a town's person."
"What?" John said in confusion.
"Jacob Faults, he was a town's person." Sherlock said, as he took a Six of Club.