| Don't Judge A book By It's Cover |
| P.001 Copyright © 2003 NDCox Works All rights reserved. |
| It's nine am sharp Ms. Cox a fivc foot tall blue - eyed redheaded woman in her earily 30's has just entered the Judges Chambers. "I have a new case for you. Would you like to hear about it?" Judge Waters (A stubby little man with a round face and belly.) just laughs. Ms. Cox places a manilla folder on his desk. "Well?" Ms. Cox pulls up one of his burban leather guest chairs and sits down and waits for an answer. "Okay. Sure. Why not!" Judge waters adjusts himself in his burban leather office chair. Ms cox pulled the folder towards her on account of the Judge licking his lips as a small bit of drull started to form at the right corner of his mouth. "A man well known for not being able to focus after having to much sugar is in a car crash around the same time a woman is murdered is it possible for him to be a suspect?" She asks as she wraps her arms around the folder. For now the Judge has begun to lean in a bit with his left eyebrow anchored upward. Judge Waters starts to rub his left index finger and thumb under his chin while leaning back in his chair. "Hmmm... Possibly." He says shrugging his shoulders indicating he had doubt. Ms. Cox layed the folder back down and waved her hands in the air. "But how if he was in a car crash?" Judge Waters cracks a grin. "Don't know. You're the decetive heading up this case you tell me. By the way who is the lead suspect?" "Chaz Darwin." Ms. Cox pulled out a 5 x 7 black and white and handed it to the Judge. The Judge stares at the man in the photo. He's a young man late 20's dishwater blonde hair that look like a blind man cut it. "That crazy coot is the suspect? Isn't he the loner that lives out on route 49?" The Judge asks as he places the picture back in Ms. Cox's hands. "Yes sir. To tell you the truth that ole coot lives just two miles north east of the woman who was murdered. Fact is he is known for not being able to take in sugar without the same reaction most drinkers get when they have had too much." Ms. Cox places the photo back into the folder. "Would you mind it too much if we stoped for a drink? I'm afraid my mouth's plum gone dry on me." Ms. Cox could tell by the way he had been licking his lips from the moment she had entered his chambers, that she didn't dare say anything on a fear of sounding rude. "Why no sir." Ms. Cox let go of the folder. "Now you just sit tight and I'll get the drinks." Ms. Cox stood up and headed towards a refridgrator located in the far east corner of the office. The judge decided to take advantage of the situation by leaning over his desk to get a closer look at the folder. "Now Judge if your're planning on cheating I'd suggest you don't. you see I have eyes in the back of my head." Judge Waters plops backe into his over sized chair. Ms. Cox turns and heads back towards the desk. "May I continue now sir?" She asks as she sits back down and removes the folder from the desk. "By all means continue." The Judge takes his water. Ms. Cox decided to fold her arms and sit quietly and watch the Judge chug his water. All but one drop was drunk in one huge gulp. When he noticed the drop he sucked it out too. "Thank you your honor." Ms. Cox reached into the folder and pulled three pieces of papers stapled to each other out and handed them to the Judge. "Fact is Mr. Darwin is a stunt director for low budget films." The Judge looked the papers over carefully. It was a huge list of all the jobs Mr. Darwin had done for the past five years. Mr Crazy Horse was his first paying job back in 1998 The movie stared local hero Tom Whithorn. Ms. Cox continued. "Mr. Darwin was the one who called 911 on his cell. He told the dispatcher he must have blacked out he said and I quote "One minute I was driving along the next I'm lying down on my seat with a bump on my head the size of Manhatten and a headache just as big." Then he started freaking out worring about his neice who was staying with him while her folks went out to Vagas for the week. The Dispatcher had another worker call his home but didn't get an answer. A black and white was sent over to Darwin's home and the officer reported that the girl had been askeep the whole time and never knew her uncle had left the house. Just three minutes later a 911 call came in about noise polution coming from the Baker residence. A car was sent out on an account that Mrs Baker was deaf. Officer Mahoney found her lying in her hottub with her eyes closed. Her long brown hair was wet at the tips and dry as a bone everywhere else." Ms. Cox took a swig of her water and sighed. "Poor thing never had a chance. That basterd walked up behind her covered her mouth `til she lost conciousness then placed her in the hottub, put the power on full blast pushed the cover button then left." Judge Waters started to seem mighty intrested in the case at this time but still doubtfull as to how Mr. Darwin was the lead suspect. "If the cover was shut how did our boy find her lying in the tub?" Ms. Cox slaps her lap. "Well sir that is a mighty good question. You see I mentioned eariler that he knocked her out. A few seconds after he left she came to. There is a safty button on the inside of the tub that when pushed opens the door. With her last breath she must have found it and managed to open it up." The Judge stood up to stretch his legs. "I see." The Judge went to the front of his desk and sat on it. "What evidance do you have that incrimanates our boy Mr. Darwin?" He asked as he leaned in on Ms. Cox. Ms. Cox pulled out a piece of paper. "In the car we found an empty bottle of RootBeer and at least seven candy bar wrapers. We examined the bottle and it smelled like Diet Pepsi! Oh sure you can also use the fact that when a blood sugar test came back saying that he was at a normal level or the fact that we found traces of candy bars in his sink. Better yet the reciept he forgot to discard. It states that he payed a Mr. Tamber a well known stunt man for crashing a car into a tree. Now that you have all the evadince your honor how do you find the defandent?" Judge Waters headed back to his chair. "Guilty!" He said as he sat back down. "Good!" Ms. Cox said with a smile. Page 002 Bound By Time Home |