Jonathon of Conte Chapter2

Hi!!! I'm going to have some fun making up lots "information" and "facts". Also, the POV changes in this chapter onwards. It is now like the orginal Sherlock Holmes, from "Dr. Watsons" POV, which in this story is the helpful person that Jon mentioned, who is by the name of Dr. George Cooper *author grins*. Enjoy!..
~~Avadriz~~


Dr George Watson's POV

I really don't understand why Jonathon likes to ring me at some awkward time every time he ring me. One time he rang me in the middle of a surgery I was performing, another time he rang me when I was trying to bake a cake for Varice, my wife, on Mother's Day since my children were away, and this time, he rang me in the middle of attempt to fix my car!!!

Thank Goodness he always had a good reason to call. The case he is on now sounded reasonable interesting - a millionaire murdered, his wife killed in an 'accident', then his only daughter commits suicide! Very interesting, for that matter.

That's how I end up where I am now, on a train to Corus at 6 o'clock in the morning.

The ride proved uneventful, and soon the train arrived at Central Tortall Station at Corus. As soon as I stepped off the platform, I saw two policemen walking towards me. The older man spoke.

"Excuse me sir, but would you by any chance to Dr. George Cooper?"

"I certainly am."

"Excellent!!" cried the police joyfully, "I am Inspector Nealan of Queenscove, but I do beg you to call me Neal, and this is Kaddar of Carthak." The younger police nodded politely and smiled.

"Mr Jonathon is waiting for you right now at the Central Tortall Police Station," continued the Inspector as I followed the two down to the car. "I will explain the case to you in detail on our way."

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My good friend Jonathon greeted me at the front of Police Station.
"Wonderful to see you again, George."

"Good to see you too. I see, you haven't changed at all since the last time saw you, and how longer ago was that? Let me see, it must have been at least two and a half years!!"

Jonathon laughed. "No, no, YOU're the one who hasn't changed. Ah, still in the same good health are you? And how's dear Varice doing?"

"A doctor must always be in good health, Jonathon, and you know that! Dear Varice is good, still the same joyful girl as when we first met twenty years ago."

"And still the same beautiful girl?"

It was my turn to laugh. "Yes, I believe so."

After a few more words of everyday conversation, *A/N: seriously can't remember what else ya call it* Jonathon led me inside.

All I can say about the Police Station now, is that it was HUGE. As soon as I stepped inside, I gasped at the splendour of it. My dear friend Jonathon must have noticed it, for he explained to me that the Station was just a renovated and modern version of a palace that used to stand here *A/N: points awarded for anyone how can guess whose palace it belonged to (grins)*.

After what it seemed like endless hallways, stairways and doors, Inspector Nealan of Queenscove finally led us to a small room, with filing cabinets all around. He motioned for us to sit down.

"I will once again welcome you, Mr. Jonathon of Conte, and Dr. George Cooper, for coming here to assist the police to find the true criminal of this case. I have showed this part of the Central Tortall Police Station to you first, because this is probably the place that contains most of the information you need from here. The cabinets around us now contains the details of the deaths, and the process of the police investigation over the past month."

He opened a filing cabinet next to him on the right and took out a thick stack of paper.

"This is the information on the several victims, I think you will like to read them first."

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A/N: So, how do you like that??? I think (and hope) that thing just then was a cliffhanger. If it's not, then.... Oh well, I don't really give it a damn now. It is like ten minutes to midnight (have any of yous ever realised that about 99% of my stories are written around midnight?) and I somehow have the feeling that I like to go to sleep. Anyway, please review, and thanks to all of you who have already reviewed. Goodnight! *Geez, what if someone reads this after they just got up?***anyway, sweet dreams - ~o~ (yawn) ~~Avadriz~~