A Tale Of Two Families Chapter 19
Author's Note: This is another Update of this long story, for those who are not familiar with the premise, I suggest you read from the beginning. Please Read and Review! Am pretty Desperate for Reviews, it's been a drought for the previous chapter and I'm hopeful it's not going to be one for this one.
"What the bloody hell!" Gene was just about to begin one of his usual tirades against the crowd when the gang walked their way into the Caldwell Home.
"He was stabbed a few times, at the playground."
"Any witnesses?" Alex enquired as she looked at the gruesome way Charlie the innocent was killed.
"Most of the kids were in school, no witnesses as far as we know."
"Who called?" Drew also got himself into the action now.
"Some unknown fellow, called the police, said there was a stabbing taking place at Church Street here."
"Did he leave a name?"
"According to Phyllis, No." Alex replied as Gene looked around the playground as if he was surveying for any suspects.
"I don't understand…." Katherine seemed to have been lost for words.
"Why that he's dead?" Benito was asking the obvious.
"He's just a young boy…" Katherine now nearly broke into tears.
"It could be the Stewarts…."
"You're telling me it's one of them…" Gene seemed slightly pissed as he looked at Drew.
"Who knows, you kill a Stewart, I kill a Caldwell."
"There's something wrong here…." Alex motioned the crew to walk back to the red Merc, as the body was moved to the mortuary.
"Bolls, where we're going?"
"To tell the family, that they've lost one of their children…."
"The lawyer would have told them, stay here."
"What we're going to do now, Guv?" Katherine looked pretty unsure.
"Trace the blood path." Gene realised that Crime Scene still had some pretty obvious spots of blood.
"I don't believe it, where did our crime scene people go?"
"On Strike."
"Why are they on strike?"
"Because they think that they're so great in the bloody union shit that they think that the Super is the Great Handbag with a knife stuck through her throat." Gene's horrific metaphor was a great way of shutting Drew's mouth up.
"So according to this blood path shit." Gene grabbed the label tags those CSI left.
They continued to trace for a very very long time, and as the crew followed the blood trail, they realised the boy had ran a long long way after being stabbed.
The blood path continued for a few more streets…
"Where the hell did the boy get stabbed?" Drew was losing patience, and so was everyone else.
"The Caldwells." Gene and the rest of the gang looked again, they saw the blood trail's beginning, it was the currently red door of the Caldwells (It was originally white)
"This doesn't make sense, we just had old grandpa Caldwell arrested here and then now we have another murder out of the Caldwells…" Drew was equally shocked and tired as everyone were.
"Seems like it's turning out to be a very blatant massacre of two families."
"It's our duty to stop that." Gene silently concluded.
"Charlie Caldwell, was killed when Harry and the old bloody chum were sitting here in Fenchurch."
"Which leaves us with?"
"Nothing…." Katherine's stupid comment would have attracted a cannon blaze from Gene but he simply ignored her.
"I am here to get the Caldwells released…."
"Oh Look, a bloody lawyer!" Gene raised his voice, at least there's his chance of getting a good situation out of a nightmare. Apparently it was the lawyer referred from Legal Aid.
"On what circumstances?" Alex fired back, she knew that Gene would have shot something else, but decided she would have the first shot.
"The fact that my clients' child has been killed, I do believe that you as police officers should release him."
"On the contrary, Mr. I-don't-know-who-the-bloody-hell-you-are lawyer…"
"Mr. Cameron." The sheepish bespectacled lawyer added on.
"Mr. Future bloody Prime Minister!" Drew continued.
"He's part of our murder investigation." Alex made it even more sharper to the point.
"What!"
"You guys are absolutely stupid or you have lost your mind, the victim is my client's grandchild, you suspect him to be killed by them when he was in your custody."
"Nope."
"Then who the hell do you think you are, Special Branch!"
"It has come to my attention, that we the lads of Fenchurch East are being called Special Branch!"
"As good as you being called the Prime Minister, Guv." Drew's snarky comment didn't go well with the Guv.
"Yes Danny Boy, why don't you go serve some coffee to the poor Caldwells, if they don't think we're sympathetic to the fact that THEY are part of a murder investigation to the MURDER of Nick Stewart…
"And James Caldwell…" Drew silently muttered.
"Danny Boy!" Drew looked at Gene again, so does Alex.
"Tea! GO!"
"Well I'm not the tea lady…" Drew started to feel a bit uneasy.
"He said Go." Alex reiterated the order just as Drew turned to her for help.
"Go."
"GO!"
"GO!" Gene and Alex's common shout does make the both of them feel awkward once again.
"So I can't get Mr. Caldwell out?"
"Unfortunately, with all due DISrespect, Sir, Nope!" Gene's bold comment to the poor thin lawyer was a sign of the return of the Manc Lion.
"I shall file a complaint!"
"Complaints don't work in this Department, Mr. Cameron, go look for the Home Secretary, most likely he's in a helicopter spinning around the Great Handbag with Heseltine!" (Leon Brittan and the Westland Affair)
"Let's see how does with you, you do fear him, do you!" The lawyer decided to make one last attempt to fight back.
"I do not fear anyone, Mr. Cameron, especially those who defend the scum of the earth!"
Mr. Cameron knowing how stupid he looked, left while the rest of the gang applauded for Gene over yet another stellar display of valor.
"Right, let's get this case solved, before Home Secretary decides to snoop around here." Gene's sudden change of tone meant everyone has to get back to business.
"Gene, I think we're missing some parts of the case." Alex was back to her clever deductions.
"What parts?" Benito was also back on the job.
"We haven't questioned the young."
"You think that the young might be involved in this?"
"I do think so, Look, we've caught the adults and then we have a murderer."
"Why can't it be another Stewart or could it be one of their assistants or something?"
"Both families are families of thieves, not murderers…"
"Guv!" It was Phyllis with another file at hand.
"Here is a record of the visitors of Kendall Stewart cell after your visit…"
"Chris, Benito! Go check the visitors log…. See if there's anyone suspicious in the log."
"Meanwhile let's pay a visit back to the interrogation room and see Harry Caldwell again."
INTERROGATION ROOM, FENCHURCH EAST
The interrogation room was filled with a scottish air of sorrow as Harry Caldwell the old grumpy thief was struggling to get to terms with yet another murder in his family.
"Feeling Happy eh, Harry!" Gene was being the most insensitive bastard as Alex sat on the Chair while he simply sat on the desk.
"You copper bastard…" Harry was sobbing, and it was true that he was crying throughout the time he was in the interrogation room. Two tissue boxes emptied.
"Mr. Caldwell, where were you at…."
"AT THE INTERROGATION ROOM IN BLOODY FENCHURCH EAST!" Harry shouted with his full might.
"THE LADY HERE IS TALKING, DON'T YOU DARE BE BLOODY RUDE TO A OFFICER WHEN SHE SPEAKS!" Gene retaliated with a fiery shout.
"Mr. Caldwell, you didn't hear my question clearly, I was about to ask you about where you were at October 24th, 1983.
"I was at home."
"Home, what a great alibi." Gene whistled.
"I'M SPEAKING THE TRUTH!" Harry asserted as grief seems to have taken over him.
"We know that your grandson is dead, and we're sorry for your loss…."
"You are…." Harry's tone was not of gratitude but more of wicked sarcasm with few notches of grief and mourning toppled all over it.
"But you have to tell us the truth regarding Martha Caldwell?"
"What about her?" Gene and Alex's good cop bad cop routine was mashed up to the point that Harry was even more emotionally confused that before
"Was she the mother of Derek or Norma Caldwell instead of Jenna?"
"I…."
"We have an eyewitness who can testify in court that Martha Caldwell was pregnant at the time of her murder."
"Was she the mother of Derek and, or Norma?"
"Was she, Harry?"
"Answer…" Gene was about to push the man's pitiful head down the table.
"ANSWER THE QUESTION!" Alex slammed the table, her good cop immediately turned into a bad cop as her fury instantaneously freaked out Harry.
"She…was indeed the mother of one of our children?"
"Was it Norma?"
"It was Derek, Derek was Martha's child with another person."
"Who?"
"Dunno, obviously not one of us Caldwells, if not he would be just like a thief."
"Does he know about this?"
"No…"
"You sure?"
"I'm sure."
"Were you involved with the death of Martha Caldwell?"
"You're accusing me of killing my own daughter!"
"According to records, she's a police informant..."
"Martha, No!" Harry began to break down once again.
"According to the Police Case Officer, you and the Stewarts planned to kill her…." Harry contined crying, his head was down, the world seems to be tearing all apart now.
"Gene and Alex decided to leave the room.
"It wasn't my plan at first." Harry calmed himself down.
"We knew that Martha was an informant when there was this drunk copper who shouted her name out. Roy…"
"You mean Roy Stewart?"
"Yes, my old ally…" Harry was speaking the truth with sobs and quivering interrupting his speech to a great extent..
"I at first didn't believe in Roy until I went to the bar heard the guy say the same thing again."
"You didn't want Martha to…." Alex continued questioning while Gene just stood silently.
"I didn't want her to ruin my career, I have a family, a BIG family to keep…."
"Family planning didn't work, huh?" Gene mocked the poor fellow.
"So you…"
"I and Roy agreed that for the future of our families, we will kill her…."
"That's enough!"
"Harry Caldwell, you're under arrest for the murder of Martha Caldwell, you have the right to remain bloody silent, but whatever that is said through your bloody dead mouth will be used against you in my bloody good court!" Gene immediately placed his handcuffs on Harry's and whisked him into the prison cell.
"You think he's involved with this?" Harry struggled and looked at both of them, they gave the same "Who knows?" expression but the fear of knowing the truth suddenly struck him as he collapsed once again.
"Somebody call an ambulance!" Alex bolted out of the door and signalled Kat to rush to the phones.