A/N: Okay here is the second chapter. They are short, but I will try to update often;)
"Detective?", a man asked, coming to Dyson and his companions.
"It´s okay John, these two are with me", Dyson answered, stopping in front of the small blue building.
"This is Miss Isabeau Holmes and her partner Mackenzie Watson. They are helping the police with this case."
The man raised his eyebrows but didn't question, instead he leaded them closer to the house, where a thin, red haired woman sat.
They heard her crying, before they got really near her.
"Miss?" Bo moved closer to sit down beneath her. "Miss?"
She gave a look to Dyson.
"Maybe we should start with the crime scene", he said.
Bo nodded, leaving the woman alone with her tears.
They entered the building, heading the old wooden stairs up.
The little Russian fought against the need to grab the brunette's hand, as she smelled blood. She wasn't really a fan of dead bodies. They reached the first floor and the smell of blood became stronger. Her stomach trembled and now she wished that she hadn't eaten that sandwich. Another detective opened the door and let them inside.
"You alright Miss?", the man asked, when he saw that Kenzis dace was as with as sheets.
She simply nodded and followed her friends.
"What´s his name?", Bo asked, kneeling beside the dead man.
"Harold Lamont. Forty years old. The woman found him as she was about to visit him."
"Okay, let's get him into the hospital, to get the autopsy. Oh and find his wife."
The other detective didn't knowing Bo, asked: "How do you know he´s got a wife?"
Kenzi shook her head, grinning.
"Do you see this mark?", the kneeling woman asked, while pointing a part of the dead man's right hand that was lighter than the rest.
"It´s his ring finger. You know that our skin gets darker when we spend time in the sun? It´s because of the melatonin. Its colors every part of our skin, except the parts we keep covered, by a ring for example."
The detective glanced at the brunette, uncomprehending.
"So you think someone rubbed him?", Dyson guessed. "I mean the ring is missing."
"That makes sense", the other man nodded eagerly, writing some things down.
"Do you wanna hear what I really think?"
Dyson sighed, already knowing that he was wrong. It doesn't mattered how hard he tried, he never found out what was going on in Bo´s mind.
He nodded.
"I think the ring isn't missing. I think he hide it."
"Why would he do that?", the man asked, raising his eyebrows.
Kenzi clapped her hands. "I know! The woman down there, she wasn't about to visit him, like a normal visit, more like a bang-visit. She was his girlfriend!"
Bo gave a smile to the black haired girl and nodded. "Yes that's what I think and we´re goanna find out if its right, what I course am, when we find the ring."
They searched for a few minutes before Kenzi fished a small golden thing out of the blue vase that was placed on the mantelpiece.
"Ha! You´re right as always Bo-Bo", Kenzi said, smiling at her best friend.
Dyson took the ring from the young girl and bagged it.
"So…maybe we should ask the girlfriend a few questions. It could get interesting."
Bo smirked, heading downstairs before the others could ask or say something.
"Miss?", Bo sing-songed as she left the building and made her way to the still crying woman.
"Miss, what´s your name please?"
"Ma-Ma-d-d-dison S-Smith", she sobbed, wiping her tears away with a not so with handkerchief.
"Miss Smith, why did you came here?", she asked, while the other three came out of the house as well.
"I-I was about to visit H-Harold", she whispered.
"Hm and why?", Bo questioned,, frowning.
"He…He…I-I", she spluttered, obvious that Bo caught her red handed.
"You weren't just about to visit a friend, were you? You was about to visit a lover. Your dress speaks for itself, it revels far too much of your lovely breasts and is of course nothing you would wear to visit a friend for a tea."
The detective came to them, interrupting Bo´s investigation rudely. "Did you find out that he had a wife? Is that why you killed him?", he asked.
The woman was about to answer, but Bo did instead.
"No, she knew that he was married. But she hated the ring and that is why he hide while they were together. Right?"
"Yes, yes I knew he was married. I hated the ring. Harold promised me to leave his wife! We wanted to start a new live together and we…we wanted to meet here…to go away", the reply of the young woman was filled with sobs and suddenly she began to cry again.
"Do you have your luggage here?", Bo asked and the woman nodded, pointing the bag beside her.
Bo turned and walked over to Dyson and Kenzi. The stand a few steps away from the woman and waited. "When she has luggage, where is his?", she asked.