(20 years ago, somewhere in Himalayas)
She wasn't one of them, she looked nothing like them. Her facial features differed from them, her skin tone differed from them, despite that they worshipped her like their Goddess. It might be an act of worship for them but it was painful for her. They said that she was the gift from the heavens, she was the power incarnate and believed to be the human incarnation of the a ferocious Goddess.
She never had a chance to play with the' mortal' kids, she was never allowed to set a foot out side the temple, she wore the finest cloths of the village, she got the best food as the offering. She was truly treated as a Goddess in that secluded mountainous village. Still she was never over awed, still it didn't hurt her till that day. The head priest came rushing in and declared, "Mother, there's one thing this mortal needs to convey. Your back has to be tattooed, it's a divine disposition symbolising your power."
That day she felt pain as she was stripped of her cloths and a female elderly tattoo artist of the village tattooed a lion on her back, and then she worshipped her as the Goddess incarnate.
The more astounding thing happened 7 days later, at the autumn new moon festival.
The villager sacrificed around 100 goats and buffalos and offered the sacrifices to their young goddess. She had to spend the whole long night with the room full of slaughtered animals.
The coppery smell of blood was new to her, first it was repulsing, but the familiarity made it easier for her, the villagers hadn't offered her any food as she was already offered sacrifices.
Hunger can't be bounded by anything, the thought might have repulsed her 12 hours ago but now that seemed the only option, her throat was dried due to thrust, her stomach crunched due to hunger. "I'm the Goddess incarnate, I will eat my sacrifices."
She bit through the skinned raw flesh of the animals, it felt great soon she got accustomed with the animalistic smell. The blood of the sacrifices was also offered to her in a pot, She drank deeply from it.
She was the goddess of power and justice, she was the goddess of revenge. She was beyond the law of men, she was power unbound this tiny village wasn't her place, the whole world is there for her taking.
(Current day, Dimmsdale Zoo)
"What the hell, did happen here?" Timmy Turner was pissed. The first thing he wanted to see in the morning was a corpse. Being a police detective only worsened his owes.
The local police official Paul Dost briefed the detective duo, "The victim Mr. Winston Dunsworth, was stabbed to death near the Leopard section around 10.30. We have no eyewitness, only his portion of the ticket is found in his pant's pocket. The security cam got no footage of him with any other person. The knife was stuck on his chest and we got no finger prints on it."
Dost took a moment to breathe in. "Though we recovered his wallet and his smart phone." Dost ended his briefing.
Vicki kneeled down beside the corpse and smelt something, "Timmy come here and smell."
Timmy felt like an idiot to sniff around a deadbody like a police dog, but defying Vicki was currently out of question.
Timmy smelt, it was a faint aromatic smell of a feminine perfume.
"Hmm…..got it?" Vicki asked.
"He was here with a girl." Timmy replied.
"Not only that, the smell of the perfume is coming from his shoulder and knees. Women generally prefer to put perfume on their necks or collars and on the end of their skirts. Judging from the Victims height, the girl friend is around 5'-2" , probably still in this , call every contact on his call list and check where they are also call his work place for more info on him." Vicki was on the top gear.
Timmy was again feeling the same flutter in his chest, whenever he sees Vicki in action he falls in love with her, momentarily he forgets about the caustic relationship which he shares with her.
"Don't look at me like a stupid high schooler." Vicki smiled at him haughtily. She lowered her face towards his ears, "I know I'm a fine specimen of the feminine race, but we are also on a case, so jack off on me before bedtime, k."
A slap should have hurt less, but who can deny destiny. Vicki liked to tease Timmy at every possible opportunity, the best option for Timmy was to digest the insult, accepting it will portray him as pervert and being defiant will also make him an idiot.
"Detective, Valentine, these people from his contact list were also present here."
He pointed at two women and one man. The man was wearing a collar which spondylitis patients do wear. The man was in late twenties, so were the both women. The taller woman was dressed in jeans and T-shirt while the other was clad in a black top and leather mini skirt and high heeled boots.
Vicki locked her eyes on the shorter woman, and asked "You must be the girlfriend of the victim, enlighten me on his premature demise, will you?"
The woman named Miia Doma replied, "I wasn't with him at the time of his murder, please believe me."
"Where were you at that time? How are you so sure that he was murdered when you weren't there?"
"I had a fight with him so I went for the avian show while he lazed around the leopard arena. After the show was over suddenly I heard a commotion from the leopard arena, I rushed here to only to find him dead." Miia replied.
"But he was your boyfriend, why didn't you testified to officer Dost in the first place?" Vicki asked the obvious follow up question.
"I was going to break up with that jerk, so I didn't want to entangle myself in the investigation." Miia bluntly replied.
"But, that doesn't spare you from being a suspect." Vicki sternly replied.
"Now how are you related with him?" Vicki asked the man.
Kimihito Kurusu replied "That man used to be the boyfriend of my current girlfriend. He would often phone her and irritate her despite her warnings so I phoned him and gave a talking to him this morning."
"Hmm. Who is your girlfriend?" Vicki asked the protective boyfriend.
Kimihito pointed towards the taller woman, "She is my girlfriend. Rachnia Arania."
Vicki turned towards the taller woman, "So this Winston guy was your irritating ex?"
Rachnia replied with sigh, "Yes, he was. Despite our breakup he used to phone me and irritate me, I warned him but it didn't even make him stop. I was so afraid that I had to buy a stun gun for my safety. Even today he tried to talk dirty with me. My honey gave him a talking to." Rachnia's eyes glowed with pride when she mentioned the valiant intervention of Kimihito.
"That makes all of you, potential assailants. " Timmy complemented the procedure.
The three cried in unison, "I was at the parrot show during 10.30-11. I have proof. I have a video of the event in my phone."
"Ok; officer Dost we can check up on the suspects, just tell the Zoo authorities to arrange a room." Vicki ordered.
Suddenly something felt out of place for Timmy, he again strode towards the corpse and checked the neck region; there were two small burn marks around 1 inch apart.
"Probably, Vicki has already figured out the culprit." Timmy strode towards the empty stop gap investigation room. Suddenly something attracted Timmy's sight. A polythene bag is popping out from the waste basket but such bags aren't used in this zoo. An intrigued Timmy looked it closely, it was soaked in blood. Timmy called the forensic team immediately.
Vicki was currently viewing the videotapes. "Hmm…one of them looks fishy."
Timmy entered with a smile, "Vicki, I have found a bloodstained polythene bag. The blood is of Winston's."
"Good work, it was used to stop the blood splattering , this is a well planned murder." It was very rare that Vicki complimented her partner, Timmy felt little buoyant.
" , you must be a well trained photographer, because out of all three videos yours is the best." Vicki asked with a stern look.
"Well I'm a trained photographer, despite spondylitis my hands are still working, so it's not an issue for me." Pride oozed out of his eyes.
"Generally when we take videos of events, people generally don't pass by our cameras. Infact in Kimihito and Miia's videos I've seen many people stopping in their tracks when they thought that they were causing inconvenience, but in Rachnia's video ,people promptly passed blocking her video. Also, Ms. Rachnia's Video and Kimihito 's video never focused on the same thing. Can you explain that ? Maybe you were busy, stunning a certain Winston?"
The dangerous edge is back in Vicki's voice; Timmy almost suppressed the urge of laughing after looking at 's expression. He thought, "Man, she might just wet her panties."
"I can explain that." Vicki promptly switched on the video mode and put her own mobile in fold of Kimihito's cap to demonstrate her point.
"Ms. Rachnia, you planted your phone at Kimihito's cap like this and put it on video mode, as the colour of your phone and his cap matched, it was a great blind spot to hide it and record the event for your alibi. You weren't present there at that time of the performance." Vicki was like firing bullets at her.
A twisted smile appeared over Rachnia's face, "It's only a theory, there's no proof. You can say what you want. It's a democracy after all."
"Well, would you open your gloves ? I really like their textures." Now Vicki smiled sadistically.
Rachnia's face became bloodless, then she knelt down on her knees, "Damn, when honey filmed me for a brief moment I couldn't stop him from doing so. I love him just too noticed the change of the colour of my gloves."
"Your gloves can be used by both sides as you changed their sides then you are hiding something, probably the victim's blood. Maybe the polythene bag was just not enough." Vicki smile like a victor.
"You are right detective." Rachnia took of her gloves and showed the blood stain, "He was such a jerk. He took advantage of my bondage fetish, took some pictures of me in a compromising position. Now he was blackmailing me over those. Today we fixed this spot for our trade; I silenced him by using my stun gun and then stabbed that bastard." Rachnia broke down, crying. Officer Dost took her in custody.
"Did you wanna grab some lunch, twerp?" Vicki was in a merry mood.
"Why not? You surely did great today, you cracked the case in no time." Timmy replied.
"Still you figured it out as quickly as me, especially finding the polythene bag was great; there are times I think you are good enough when you don't act like a twerp, you just look too similar….you heard nothing." The dangerous edge was back again.
"Man, she surely likes me and getting herself beat up on idea of liking me." Timmy mentally chuckled.
"Timmy, you need to know something about that Monica Petrovich case, that woman testified about my father's adultery to my mother. " Vicki stated devoid of any emotion. "By now you must know that my father was the damned convict Richard Valentine who killed her wife and little daughter, as my mom found about his affair."
"She has really some hard life, that's why she is like this, I should be a more lenient about her." Timmy mentally noted.
Vicki stated on, "When I went to Dimmsdale Junior high to inquire about Monica, they stated that a woman around two month ago came to take her address, she claimed to be a creditor on whom Monica has defaulted, when I investigated more from Monica's loan statements I got the name of a Cordellia Gallo. But a she did commit suicide as she couldn't get back her loans from Monica.
The corpse of the Pizza guy whom we recovered on the same day, was the only son of Cordellia Gallo." Vicki's voice became a little heavier as again she was reminded of Ricky.
"So we need to look into Cordellia's son's belongings as well as Ricky's notes. We might get some lead." Timmy suggested.
"For Cordellia's son's it's not an issue, but you know twerp Ricky's notes will be a waste of time. He totally relied on his homeless children information network." Vicki sounded little bitter.
"Going through Ricky's stuff will be harder for her, I'll deal with it." Timmy thought.