A Suspect and more
A/N I have taken MANY liberties with the case I have taken this from, basically the only things that are true are the fact that a commercial bank robber was shot and Squizzy Taylor was involved, from there, I have made it my own, or rather Phryne and Jacks ;)
Sorry this took so long I had a crippling case of OH MY GOD, SO MANY LINES TO MEMORIZE and writers block all in one! Hit the review button if you like, tell your friends, whatever..Hope you enjoy!
Okay so I've taken long enough to get to the crime scene but here we go!
Phryne met Jack at the morgue and Jack was his usual professional self. Greeted her with a tip of his hat, and a friendly smile.
"Miss Fisher, so glad you could make it, the victim is a bank manager by the name of Thomas Berriman, and looks like our murderer wanted his suitcase full of cash. I have a feeling this is Squizzy back at his tricks, I heard he had come out of hiding, though lord knows what he plans to do" Jack stated.
Phryne leaned over the body, looking at the wound that caused his death, gunshot wound, shot at close range.
What do you see Miss Fisher Fisher, anything of note?" Jack asked after she had examined the wound carefully.
"Clearly whoever this was didn't care about getting caught, it was done in broad daylight it the middle of the day. Perhaps a gang murder. Who is this Squizzy Taylor, and why does his name sound so familiar?"
Jack forgot much he loved watching Miss Fisher put together the pieces of a murder, and how she always managed to see the details that everyone else seemed to miss.
"Squizzy Taylor is a career criminal, he has been involved in everything from small street robberies, to sly grog selling, and murder. He is one of the few criminals that would be so bold as to murder a man in broad daylight, the police have been trying to sink their teeth into him for years, but haven't been able to catch his hand at anything." Jack didn't really know how else to describe Squizzy, more than just a low life, but no crime lord either. He had nowhere near the smarts of a gang leader, but the little man still gave him an uneasy feeling. Whatever he was doing out of hiding was not good.
"Interesting, well I'll have Cec and Bert ask around and see what they can wheedle out of their contacts down at the docks, perhaps they have some information on his movements over the past few days."
"Alright I think we have seen everything there is to see here, I'm off to the station to interview a witness, Miss Fisher, care to accompany me?"
"I'd be delighted Inspector, care to take my car? Hugh I'm sure could use the practice of driving the police car." Phryne winked at Jack. Jack decided to let Phryne sway his judgement, simply because he wanted to spend more time with her.
"Constable Collins, you can take the car to City South, I will be escorting Miss Fisher back to the station in her car." He handed the keys over to Collins, much to his shock and delight. "And not a scratch on it Collins, understand?"
"Yes Sir, I promise I will take excellent care of it" Hugh replied, trying to supress a grin.
"Oh Jack don't worry, you just made dear Hugh's week, and now I get you all to myself for at least a few minutes, without any nosy wandering eyes, and Collins can spend a little extra time with Dot"
Back at the station Jack and Phryne began to sift through the evidence given to them. They looked at the briefcase that held the cash the Bank Manager was taking. The only prints on it were those of the Bank manager, and a few other workers at the bank. They decided that it would be a good idea to speak to everyone who had touched the briefcase to eliminate the chance of an inside job. After 2 hours of sifting through evidence and looking for all the various bank employees whose finger prints were on the on the briefcase, Jack and Phryne became a little restless. Their close proximity was becoming harder and harder to ignore. Eventually, Jack called to Collins, the only other person in the station, and asked him to go interview the bank employees, and take notes. Phryne sent Dot along with him to make sure that Hugh didn't miss any details. Jack was a little taken aback by this.
"Oh come now Jack, Hugh needs to learn how to work along side woman, if they are ever going to make a marriage work, he has to learn to see her as a partner and not just a woman. "
"I suppose you're right, as long as they stay focused on their task, and don't become distracted by one another."
"I think that is more our problem than theirs," Phryne whispered deeply in his ear, making him more anxious to send the two away, so he and Phryne could enjoy some privacy.
After the two had left, it was like two were opposite magnets they practically slid together, taking care not to mess up their clothes too much, as they would have to put the same ones on again afterwards. Jack didn't even bother removing Phryne's slip this time. They made love passionately, and Phryne even considered that it might have been the best she had. She wasn't sure, but having a connection with her lover like she did with Jack made quite a big difference. She had her reservations about giving up her sexual freedom for one man, but with Jack, goodness. He knew just how much to pleasure her to push her close enough to the edge, and then stop to cause a greater climax when he entered her. He knew exactly how to use her diaphragm, which added so much more to their time spent together, less time explaining meant more time to enjoy each other. When they finally climaxed she felt her whole body shudder from the pleasure.
"How on earth am I supposed to keep my hands off you all day today when I know what you can do with your hands?" Phryne groaned to him.
"Because Phryne I know the only thing you enjoy more than this is solving a murder, and that is what we will be doing all day."
"Excellent deduction detective" She said smiling.
Phryne and Jack eventually tore themselves apart, knowing that they had an investigation that needed their attention, and Phryne wanted to get home in time to hear about Jane's adventures on the Continent this evening. They joined Hugh and Dot at the bank where they were interviewing the other bank employees, who were clearly all shaken. Hugh walked up to Jack when he arrived to report on what he had found, and Phryne wandered off to gather what information she could by her own methods. Jack half listened to Hugh and half watched Phryne work. It was amazing what she could get out of people just by sheer charm.
"…and they all seemed to think very highly of him sir. No suspicious activity over the past few days."
"Yes thank you Collins, very good." He said still looking over at Phryne.
"Are you alright sir?" Hugh asked, looking in the direction Jack was looking, and then realized he was watching Phryne.
"That will never get old sir"
Jack looked over at Hugh, puzzled, broken out of whatever spell Phryne had unwittingly cast over him.
"What will Collins?"
"Watching her work, Dotty says I do the same, I still do it."
Jack still didn't quite understand what was going on.
"You watch Miss Fisher while she works"
"No sir, Sorry sir, I do the same with Dotty, I find it so entrancing watching her work."
Jack finally caught up with Hugh, and realized what he had been doing.
"Not a word to anyone Collins, or so help me…"
"You're secret's safe with me sir, I swear it" and Hugh raised his right hand in oath. Just at that moment, Bert and Cec arrived on the scene to deliver what news they had from their trip down to the docks.
