The Case of the Broken Hearts - Chapter 6Watson and Sheryl headed towards Watson's desk in the office. As they neared the section where Watson's team sat, Detective Wong headed towards them with a piece of paper in her hand. Excited to see Sheryl, the detective greeted her, "Sheryl!"
"Katie!" Sheryl and Detective Katie Wong gave each other a hug.
They finished their hug and Katie gave Sheryl a big smile. "It's been a while! How have you been? I hear that you got your very own case?"
"Yeah!" Sheryl smiled back.
"Well, what kind of case was it? Something big? Oooo, something involving the mafia?"
"No..., a little girl's cat went missing." Sheryl said, embarrassed.
"Oh, that's horrible! Were you able to find the cat?" Katie's expression became a genuine frown at the thought of a little girl's cat missing.
"That's great, Sheryl! Come here!" Katie held her arms opened and Sheryl moved in for another hug.
The two finished their hug and Sheryl held out a piece of candy. "Candy?"
Katie grabbed the piece of candy f
The Case of the Broken Hearts - Chapter 5Sheryl and Watson sat on the comfortable leather sofa as Samuel sat on a recliner. He was leaning with his arms on his knees and rubbing his eyes while letting out an long yawn.
After his yawn, Samuel asked the two detectives, "Alright, what do you want to know?"
Sheryl and Watson gave each other a puzzled look, before Sheryl asked the question that was on the detectives' minds, "Um, are you alright, Mr. Walters?"
"What? Yeah, I'm fine."
"Well," Sheryl paused for a second, trying to find the right words, "It's just that you don't seem..."
Samuel sighed again. "I'm going to be honest with you, detectives. I haven't loved Simone for a while now."
Sheryl stammered, "Wha- What do you mean?"
"I mean that I didn't love her at all. We were pretty much just two roommates who had sex once in a while, although she thought otherwise."
"She thought otherwise?"
"Yeah, she kept clinging onto me, but it was obvious that I didn't love her."
"Why didn't you get a divorce then?"
The Case of the Broken Hearts - Chapter 4It was a little bit past 5 in the morning when Sheryl and Watson reached the Royal Majestic Condominiums, another impressive residential location for the affluent. As they rode the elevator up to Samuel Walters' floor, Watson told Sheryl a bit about the victim's husband, "Samuel Walters, a 39 years old lawyer. A really expensive defense lawyer. He got a lot of preps off the hook."
"So you don't like him then?" Sheryl asked as she ate a piece of candy. "Candy?"
Watson dismissed Sheryl's offer by shaking his head. "Yeah, he's a real piece of work. There are even rumours going around saying that he blackmails some of the jury members. No concrete proof, of course."
The two detectives got out of the elevator on the 15th floor and rang the doorbell of suite 1503.
After waiting for a few minutes, Watson rang the doorbell again, and this time, they could hear shuffling inside the suite as its occupant rushed towards the door.
A man in his pajamas opened the door, looking visibly
The Case of the Broken Hearts - Chapter 3Detective Watson took out his notepad. "Her name is Simone Walters, 36 years old, and a real estate agent."
Sheryl looked around, "Does she live here?"
"No, she lives with her husband, Samuel, on the other side of town."
"So what was she doing here then?"
"No idea, Wong and Nadir are running the usual credit card and phone records checks as we speak."
"Oh, that explains why the other detectives on your team aren't here as well."
Sheryl looked at the body again, and then she said, "Well, the murderer lives in that neighbourhood, that's for sure."
"The security guard said that the woman that he saw ran towards the houses, right?
"So this is a gated community, it is highly unlikely that someone snuck in here to bury a body. The mostly likely scenario is that Simone was killed somewhere inside this community, and then brought into the woods to be buried."
Watson considered Sheryl's theory, and then took out his phone. "Sounds plausible, I'll call Nadir and have hi
The Case of the Broken Hearts - Chapter 2"Hello Watson." Sheryl greeted the detective that was standing over the body.
Sheryl ate a piece of candy as she started observing the crime scene, which was located in the woods next to the neighbourhood. The woods were also part of the Wolfe Estates, so Sheryl could see an iron fence in the distance, encircling the woods and the neighbourhood of mansions. The body was that of a woman, probably in her mid-thirties. The woman stared up into the stars with her vacant eyes from the garbage bag that she was lying in. Beside the body was a shovel and what was going to be her grave.
"So, what happened?" asked Sheryl.
Detective Watson turned to Sheryl, "Around 1:30, a security guard that was patrolling the area heard a strange noise coming from the woods, so he went to investigate. In the woods, he identified the noise as someone digging with a shovel. As he got closer, the digging stopped, probably because whoever was digging the grave spotted the light from his flashlight."
The Case of the Broken Hearts - Chapter 1The phone rang on the nightstand. It rang over and over again until Sheryl Holmes finally woke up and picked it up.
Angrily, she yelled into the phone, "Alright, what's so important that you had to called me in the middle of the night?!"
"Sheryl, it's Mike."
Sheryl paused for a moment to calm down and to wake up. "Are you sending me on a case?"
"But it's 2 in the morning!"
"Well, I don't dictate when people commit crimes. If I did, they wouldn't happen at all."
"Alright, alright, where am I going this time?"
And that's how Sheryl found herself in front of the Wolfe Estates, a gated community for the wealthy, at half past 2 in the morning.
Sheryl stepped out of the taxi and headed towards one of the police officers standing guard in front of the gate and identified herself and her purpose for being there. While the officer was confirming her identity, Sheryl approached the security guard that was on duty. "So, you're the security guard for this neighbourhood?"
"Yeah. Well, one of
The Case of the Missing CatSheryl put down the newspaper and let out a satisfied grin. The headline of the article that she was reading said, "Private Detectives Help Catch Weapons Smugglers", and the article described how Sheryl and Marlowe had helped the police round up members of a weapons smuggling ring. It didn't go into much detail, of course, since the witnesses had to be protected, but the important thing was that Sheryl had some positive publicity going for her now.
"The cases should start rolling in!" she thought to herself as she ate a piece of candy.
The doorbell rang, startling Sheryl. She walked to the door and stared out the peephole to find a little girl outside her door.
Puzzled, she opened the door. Smiling at the little girl, Sheryl said, "What are you doing here, little girl?"
The little girl held up the newspaper, showing the very same article that Sheryl was reading earlier. "Are you Ms. Sheryl Holmes?"
"Yes, I am, but you can call me Holmes."
The little girl put the newspaper back into her
The Case of the Smuggler's Wife - EpilogueThe night had fallen. It was a few hours after the arrest of Brett Summers.
Marlowe sat on his chair behind his desk, drinking another glass of scotch. Sheryl, on the other hand, had made herself at home on his sofa, where she was eating candy, drinking coffee, and playing on her portable game console.
Sheryl's phone rang, and she answered it with a simple, "Hello?"
She listened for a little bit before responding, "Yes, I'm still in his office. I'll tell him, thanks Watson."
Now a bit cheered up from the news that she heard, she put her phone away and announced, "They got Scotty back. They were also able to catch a lot of Brett's accomplices in the smuggling ring, including the boss, and Brett is going to testify."
Not really cheered up, Marlowe stared at his glass of scotch before responding, "Good."
Knowing that it was time to go, Sheryl finished her coffee and packed up her stuff. She was about to unwrap yet another piece of candy when she stopped.
Instead, she walked over to Marlow
The Case of the Smuggler's Wife - Chapter 11There was a silence in the air as Brett finished his story.
Detective Watson did the only thing that he could do. He walked over to Brett Summers and arrested him. "Brett Summers, you're under arrest. We'll send men to rescue your son as soon as you tell us where your boss is keeping him."
Watson cuffed Brett's hands. He then gave Marlowe a glare. "I should arrest you too, Marlowe."
Marlowe glared back with his fists clenched, "If you had let him talk to me alone in the first place, this wouldn't have happened, 'Detective'."
The two men glared at each other for what seemed like ages. Finally, Watson walked towards the door with Brett Summers in tow. "Are you coming, Sheryl?"
Sheryl shook her head, "No, I'll stay here. My role in this case is over."
"Alright then, thank you for your help on this one, Sheryl... and Marlowe."
And with that, Detective Watson left with Brett Summers.