Admiral sat on his chair in his cabin, working on a murder case of a councilman, Baronet Hutch.
"Animal attack," he mumbled. The worry lines on his forehead showed how stressed he was. He slumped back in his chair, wondering "Strange. It was a cold-blooded murder by the human, yet postmortem reports say animal attack. How can it be both at the same time?"
He tried to make sense of both situations. Birds chirping near his window drew his attention. He got up and walked up to it. As he stared out the window, something struck him. In terror, his eyes expanded slightly.
He whispered, "I hope it's not what I'm thinking."
"Can we talk, Mr Wilkin?"
He heard someone addressing him. He turned around to meet the brown eyes.
"Mr Frithswith, yes sure," he replied.
Elric took a seat and glanced at the file on the table. "Is there any progress?" He asked.
Shaking his head in a no, Admiral replied, "he left no clue behind him." He let out a deep sigh.
Elric nodded.
