Chapter 2
The queen's strange actions
Ciel and the chief agreed to the share the evidence, but not theories. The agreement was simple after Scotland Yard got the evidence that they wanted; Ciel got the car. When Scotland Yard left Ciel called one of his close associates to pick up the car. Ciel chuckled to himself. Did Scotland Yard really think he was that stupid? Why would they give him the biggest piece of evidence? He could use it to solve the case without their help indefinitely. Unless, they already got what they needed from the car and discarded it upon him since the clues were already gone. How could he have been so idiotic? Sebastian felt his master's conflicting emotions and intervened. "Master if it makes you feel better I can take over the case if you wish." Even before he was done speaking, Ciel looked up at him and began to reply.
"That would be much appreciated Sebastian, but I just wish for you to break down the car and get as much evidence as you can. I want to show those imbeciles at Scotland Yard I mean business."
When the returned home Ciel decided to watch television instead because of his exhaustion from paperwork. When he turned it on it was the news which he watched for a few moments before changing it to sports. All the news broadcasted nowadays were the stupid automobile accidents which appalled him. When he started to lose himself in professional cricket it switched to commercial break. Usually, he would just fast-forward through them or switch the channel; the commercial interested him.
"BUY A FORD MUSTANG TODAY AND GET A FREE FIRST PAYMENT AND A GPS SYSTEM!"the commercial exclaimed. "THE FORD MUSTANG GETS GREAT GAS MILEAGE, BLUETOOTH AND HAS PERFECT ACCOMODATIONS FOR ANY SHAPE OR SIZE!" These statements had Ciel half convinced to buy one. Ciel had indeed wanted a mustang to drive across the English country side at high speeds. Too bad he was not old enough to drive yet. "The Mustang has always been a popular car and now even the queen of England has a custom made one herself!" This statement had snapped Ciel from his thoughts. What did the queen of England need with a Ford Mustang? She was 82 years old for Pete's sake! She only had herself driven places nowadays, for was as blind as a bat. Plus, the queen when the queen bought car she bought English made Rolls-Royces'. Ciel had no idea what had gotten into the queens mind when deciding to purchase a Ford Mustang but it surely seemed strange.
After Ciel was done with watching television and his paperwork he went to check on Sebastian's progress with uncovering clues. When he reached the lab Ciel discovered Sebastian was out of his suit, and in a ratty smudge covered t-shirt with matching torn jeans, and a welders' apron. At the moment Sebastian was cutting the car apart with a plasma saw with exact precision. Finally, after looking up did examine his work he noticed Ciel in the room. "My lord" he bowed. "Please do excuse my attire, but I did not wish to soil the nice suit you had kindly purchased for me." The demon replied.
"You do not need an apology for your attire" Ciel said pointedly. "I just wish for you to state any clues you have discovered so far." Ciel stepped down to examine the remains of the car.
"Yes my lord" the butler muttered. "So far, I have tested every part of the car the victims could have used when they drove themselves into the lake. And so far, everything has worked. But, it appears that every single part of the car used to save the victims have been indefinitely used during the incident."
"So we can rule out suicide" Ciel added.
"Yes, but as I was saying, they were indefinitely used, but it seems they did not work at the time of the incident." Sebastian stated looking directly at his master's face. That's when Ciel's light bulb flashed on.
"Sabatoge. " Ciel concluded. He looked at his servant to convey the truth.
"Most likely my lord or the brakes and emergency brakes needed fixing."
"The brakes do not work at all?"
"Actually, my lord, it seems that the victims indeed used the brakes for they are moderately damaged." Sebastian answered. "The gas pedal must have been stuck or, such and the emergency break was even more damaged than the normal brakes. So, it is possible that the emergency brake even worked at all."
"Fascinating what about the steering wheel?" Ciel asked even more interested.
"I cannot tell my lord" Sebastian replied plainly. "Before I even touched the car I noticed it was completely taken off."
"Completely taken off…" Ciel echoed in wonder. "Scotland Yard could have taken it off."
"Not a chance my lord, I made sure they didn't lay a finger on any part of the car." Sebastian replied.
"So, it just popped off then!?" Ciel said now pissed off. "Just like that" He snapped his fingers for emphasis.
"Most likely my lord" Sebastian replied.
"How is that even remotely possible!"
"Like you said my lord, sabotage; the killer could have programed the steering wheel to pop of and gotten the gas pedal to stick. Either one could have killed victims. It just happened to be both."
"All we need now is a suspect and a motive." Ciel replied thoughtfully. "One last question for you Sebastian, what type of car is this?" He looked at the demon seriously waiting for his answer.
"A Ford Taurus my lord why do you ask?" Sebastian answered.
"No reason." Ciel replied before he slowly exited the room.