The Inspector walks up. "Well, this has turned into a right cock-up. What have we got?" Inspector Brackenreid asks.

"Well, we know why the dog didn't die." My brother states.

"Sod the dog. What's happened to the girl?" Brackenreid asks.

"She was electrocuted." I tell him.

"Whether is was intentional or not..." My husband leaves the sentence hanging.

"Are you suggesting murder?" Brackenreid asks getting closer to us.

"The stakes are certainly high enough." My brother says

"You're talking about the street-lighting contract." The inspector says

"Millions of dollars could be won or lost, by either side. I have been hearing about it for weeks." James tells him.

"But how does this poor dead girl fit in, then?" Brackenreid asks trying to get all the information.

"That's what I intend to find out." William tells him.

"Be careful when you go dancing, Murdoch. There are some people who don't like their toes stepped on." Inspectors says. We see Alderman walking up. "Alderman Dodd, Inspector Thomas Brackenreid" he introduces himself. "I can assure you, sir, that we'll get to the bottom of this."

"Well, you bloody better. This is an outrage." Alderman Dodd says.


William and James both head back to William's office at station house four, while Julia and I head to the morgue. I generally don't get involved in cases unless it is children I thought since I witnessed this one I would help out. I know Julia likes the company. The morgue I can imagine gets a little lonely. I have the children to keep me busy and in good spirits. She does not.

I walk over to the station and see Crabtree offering to take an interview with the lady. My husband says he will do it.

"I am sorry George. My husband doesn't always see things." I tell him as I walk up.

"It is quite alright, Mrs. Murdoch. If I may ask, why are you at the station?" he asks me.

"A little birdie told me Tesla was going to be here. Wanted me to witness it myself." I tell him

"Ahh, Mr. Duke asked you?" He asks me.

"Yes, James asked me to be here. I am not sure why. I am not as up to date as he is. It is a bit of a boys club." I tell George. I go wait in my husband's office till Tesla gets here.

"This is a telephone transmitter. You have been working on the idea, as well." Tesla says as he walks in. I stand from William's chair. They both stop and look at me.

"Oh, this is my wife, Juliet Murdoch. Juliet, this is Nicholas Tesla." William introduces.

"Pleasure to meet you I have heard great things from William and my brother about you." I say taking a curtsey.

"Your brother?" He asks me.

"Yes, James Duke." I reply.

"You are that Juliet. I have heard wonderful things. Your father and brother are both very proud." He tell me.

"We should get back to the issue at hand." I redirect them.

"I have been working on a telephone transmitter, but for more selfish reasons then yours. I've been trying to eavesdrop on criminal conversation." My husband explains.

"The problem is the wires." Tesla says as I try to follow. "How can you transmit surreptitiously when you have wires going everywhere? This is why you were asking me about wireless voice transmission."

"Yes, in part. However, that can wait." William says pointing us to the switch box. "This is the switch box."

"Yes, it is the switch handle we want to look at." Tesla tells us. I walk over to him to get a closer look. "The problem with using rubber as an insulator is that, in time, it will crack."

"Yes, I've though of that." William says.

"This rubber is clearly new." I say while touching the handle.

"If I wanted to kill somebody, I would cut through the metal, the underlaying metal, and fill the slit with a conductor." Nicolas explains his theory.

"Such as?" I ask.

"Graphite powder, one of the best conductors there is." Tesla says.

"And it's black, like the rubber." William says. "the victim would have never known that the handle was tampered with."

"The current would cause the graphite to burn and the rubber to fuse." Tesla says.

"Erasing the evidence, but if that is the case, some graphite should remain imbued in the rubber." My husband finishes Tesla's theory.

"Very good, Detective Murdoch." Tesla praises.

"Shall we test your hypothesis?" I ask the men.

"May I suggest your lamp?" Tesla asks my husband gestures that it is alright. Tesla picks up the cord. "Rubber is an effective insulator. A thin slice would stop a strong current."

My husband cuts the cord. "But if this rubber is imbued with the conductor, as we suspect, then it should allow the current to go through. You may plug the lamp back in, Mr. Tesla."

Tesla plugs the lamp in and the bulb turns on. "It would seem that the young lady was murdered." Tesla says.

"The only question now is "why?"." William questions looking thoughtful.

"Thank you for this wonderful lesson gentlemen I should head back to the morgue. Julia might need my help. Mr. Tesla it was a pleasure to meet you." I tell the men.

"And I you." Mr. Tesla says kissing the top of my hand.

"I shall walk you back Juliet. I should go get the post-mortem report." William says.

"Alright." Mr. Tesla leaves with us and we go our separate ways.

Walking into the morgue. "New addition to your staff?" William asks Julia seeing the fish I got her on the counter.

"Sometimes I desire a little more companionship." Julia laughs. "Your wife understands this."

"Doctor, you have a post-mortem report for me?" He asks.

"Yes." Julia says "I'm sorry it took so long, but I rarely get the chance to examine an electrocution victim."

"I believe I have only seen one." I tell them chuckling.

"Of course, you would, Juliet." Julia ribs on me.

"Yes, I suspect it will be less rare in the next while." William says while chuckling at our antics.

"No doubt." Julia says. "Still, I was curious to know the path the electricity took."

"Yes, that was very interesting." I tell her.

"And?" William says, probably getting impatient.

"Well, it entered her right hand, traveling through her spinal cord, which I suppose makes sense. I passed through her liver, and then flowed down her right leg, exiting via the heel." Julia tells him.

"Electricity taking the easiest path to ground." I say.

"But how does it know what that is?" Julia asks.

"Nature at it's most efficient." I tell her.

"It's fascinating." Julia says.

"Yes, however, I have determined that Miss Howard was murdered." William adds in.

"Have you a motive?" Julia asks him.

"Not yet." He says.

"Well, I don't know if this helps, but I did find one thing. In following the electrical path, I dissected the uterus. I found a small distension. So small I almost missed is.

"A distension?" My husbands asks.

"Yes. Actually, an immature placenta. Miss Howard was five weeks pregnant." Julia says.

I was not there for that finding. I am shocked. I know she wasn't married. I then touch my stomach. Knowing our little baby is growing in there.

"Up the duff, was she? Well, there's a motive for you." Inspector says. I glare at him.

Pregnancy is not always a motive. I do agree that in this case it could be, but it isn't always. It's what I get for coming back to the station to get a carriage home.

"Juliet, your carriage is out front." William tells me. I head out front to head home to take a nap. This baby tires me right out. my brother usually stops by later in the day to check on me for William. I know William worries. He will probably be home late again tonight. His cases sometimes take his attention and a case with this much media attention, well the Inspector will want it solved quickly.


I head into the station that to make sure William has something to eat for the evening.

"Do you have todays paper?" I hear Inspector asking.

I walk over and hand him a paper, while holding William's dinner.

"Hello, Juliet."

"Hello, Inspector." I say to him. William gives me a hug and a kiss "Hello Husband. I brought your lunch."

"Thank you, Juliet." William replies taking his dinner from my hands. "What is it?" William asks the Inspector.

"The stock rose from 76 to 95 cents." The Inspector said.

"Ahh, yes, I remember my brother mentioning he invested in it yesterday." I tell them.

"After Miss Howard's death, I would have thought the stock would have dropped." William says.

"Yeah, but instead it rose by almost 25%. Probably the Ac people buying it." Inspector says. "Which seems to indicate that the fix was in."

"So, it would seem." William echoes. "But how did you know about the stock, sir?"

"Intuition" the Inspector says. I chuckle

"Really?" William asks.

"Well, I can't bloody well retire on a copper's salary, can I? So, I've been following the markets." Inspector explains.

"I'm glad what my brother told you paid off, Inspector." I tell him.

"Something that you'd be well-advised to look into, me old mucker." Inspector tells William.

"Perhaps I will, after I look into this bribery situation." He tells the inspector. We both walk to his office.

"Don't worry about that William. James looks after our stocks. He makes sure we will have lots of money for our little ones. I know James doesn't plan on marrying so he plans on leaving the banks to us and our children when he passes as well." I inform William.

"Really? You don't think he will change his mind." William asks

"No, my brother is singularly focused on expanding our family business. He does not want to start his own family and have his attention taken away from that. He says if he were to have children, he would want his attention to be able to be focused on the children and not his business. James, says he only has time to be the favourite uncle, unfortunately." I explain to him.

"Alright." He tells me. "What are your plans this evening?"

"I have to stop by the hospital, and I might go see Julia." I tell him.

"I will see you later then?" William says kissing me good-bye.

"Yes. I will stop by before I head home." I tell him.


After I got to the hospital to check on my patients, I head back to the morgue to hang out with Julia. All of a sudden, she gets a call telling her to go to Mr. Pratt's office. We head to the scene of the crime in the carriage.

"As you suspected, another electrocution." Julia says.

"Yes, except this time, the current flowed directly through the heart." William explained.

"Yes, it stopped dead." Julia said looking shocked.

"How did you know that?" I ask my husband.

"The killer was quite ingenious, really. As soon as the earpiece was lifted, the electrical current flowed through the arm, across the chest, and out the other arm." He explains.

"It's not my place, but would Mr. Dodd have the knowledge to do this?" I ask.

"I was thinking the same thing." Julia agrees.

"It's quite simple, actually. The earpiece was wired directly to the power outlet. The next call that came for Mr. Pratt proved to be deadly." William explains.

"Uh sir?" George says knocking on the door to the office.

"Yes, George?" William asks.

"There's something I need to speak with you about." He says seeming upset.

"It will have to wait." William replies.

"Oi, bugalug, shift." Inspector says moving George out of the way so he can come in.

"Sir, we need to arrest Dodd." William says

"Not without evidence." I tell William. "He will have your career and reputation."

"We have evidence." William says.

"We might have got him on corruption, but not murder." Inspector says.

"Do you not think he did it?" William asks him.

"One electrocution for another. An eye for an eye. It's bloody poetic. Who else could have done it but-"

"Actually sir, there is someone." George interrupts the Inspector, handing him a piece of paper. "It could have been Miss Garrison."

I quickly walk over to George. "I am so sorry George." I tell him.

"It's quite alright, Mrs. Murdoch. It's not your fault." He tells me.

I start to tear up. "It might as well be. I encouraged it."

"Relax, Juliet." William tells me, putting his hand on the small of my back, trying to give me comfort. "You were in no way to know."


"So is it case closed?" I ask William when he shows up at the morgue.

"That's a good expression, case closed. It's strong. I should remember it." Julia says.

"Dodd confessed to killing Pratt and to taking bribes from Niagara AC." William says.

"You sound disappointed, my love." I tell him.

"I only wish I'd gotten a confession from Pratt himself that he, in face, rigged the switch." William says. I know he likes confessions all around at the end of a case.

"Well, be grateful that you're not still trying to prove he wanted to kill Miss Howard." Julia says.

"Why is that?" William asks.

"Because I don't think he had motive." She says

"What makes you says that?"

"Mr. Pratt's pubic bone was severely broken. It's a green break, probably happened in childhood. Both seminal vessels were crushed." Julia explains.

"So, then?"

"He couldn't have impregnated Miss Howard. But if he didn't…"

"Who did?"

"Probably someone who shouldn't have."

"Perhaps Dodd wasn't the target after all. Perhaps it was Miss Howard." William says while I watch William and Julia go back and forth. I see him go deep into thought. "Pratt was telling the truth." He says suddenly.

"What are you talking about, William?" I ask. He seems to do this often.

"Pratt never gave Miss Howard the pendent. But she was in love with someone in the electric business. It was Fawkes. He had access to the warehouse. He knew Miss Howard would be throwing the switch." William explains.

"And why would he want to kill Miss Howard?" Julia asks.

"Rumer has is, he was about to marry into a very wealthy family. Her pregnancy would have ruined that." I tell her.

"That's monstrous." Julia says. "How will you prove it?"

"Luckily, I have a witness." William says, running off.

"That man of yours." Julia says turning to me.

"You can say that again." I say smiling in the direction he went.

"Well, I guess with that it is case closed." Julia says laughing.

"I believe you are correct. What can I say? My husband is a man of the future. And what a future it will be." I tell her.