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Murder in the Academy-Casefile MD102909
Nov. 1st, 2009 09:37 pmLocation: Academy Downs, near Brunel Hall, Academy of Industry, New Babbage
Synopsis: On this date Mr. Maurice Dimanovic, was killed by a single gunshot wound to the back. he was discovered lying face down in the in street (Academy Downs). A passerby discovered the body.
Personal Notes:
It had been a quiet sort of day. I was coming back to the salon when I was nearly bowled over by some dowdy domestic screaming at the top of her lungs. She bumped into me, all wild eyed, screaming murder in the street.
Murder. Just what I needed. Once again, my little city has conspired to put me to work.
It didn’t take long to get to the scene, as the body was only a short walk up Academy Downs from the office. I recognized the body at once. It was Maurice Dimanovic, the charming newcomer who had talked to me at the CocoaJava, and had been dancing with me right before the Mactavish incident. Now, here he was, face down in the street.
I couldn’t tell much more about it but the cause of death was evident to me on the first pass over the body..he had a large gunshot wound in his back. Hopefully, once we got him into Dr Dayafter’s office we could find out more.
He had a key clasped in his right hand. It was engraved “Room 202, Smythe Hostel”. In his left, he had a piece of paper with a red X on it. Our friend had apparently struck again, same as with the Janick girl. I took the key and the paper, bagged them, and waited on the coroner’s wagon.
Once the body was safely on it’s way to the morgue, I made my way to Clockhaven. I arrived and found Mr. Footman and Miss MacBain in the room, looking around and rummaging through the few scant possessions Mr. Dimanovic left behind. I spoke to them briefly, and they both left shortly thereafter. Fin walked in after that, and he kept me company while I took stock of what was there.
There was a chest in the corner, and it held some very disquieting items. There were three ambrotypes in the chest, one of Fullerton House, one of Brunel Hall, and one group shot taken at Piermont Landing after the announcement of Miss Mactavish’s engagement. One of the faces was circled in red, with the handwritten note underneath…”MJ, this is our target”. It was Victor Mornington. This put a whole new spin on things, and especially the night I saw them together. There were several small vials in it as well. I opened one, and caught a whiff of bitter almonds. Prussic Acid.
There was a ledger in the room, full of handwritten notes about property values, income projections, stock market findings, financial information on our Mr. Mornington’s holdings in Babbage.
Fin Twine burst into the room, looking for me. He told me the rest of the story, which filled in some of the blanks in the story. He told me that both of them were in the Gangplank that afternoon, talking and drinking. According to Fin, Maurice gave Victor a glass of absinthe, and after Victor took a drink of it he collapsed. He said Maurice ran out of the bar, babbling about how he would loot the hotel and take all the money.
Only one thing to do, and that was go talk to Victor.
He was over at Fullerton House, in his study. I talked to him at length, and he told me much the same thing Fin had. He told me he noticed the prussic acid in the drink, and he played up how much it affected him. He was honestly surprised to hear about the shooting, and I had to ask him the one question that I had to know. I asked him if he owned a rifle and he said no. All of his responses seemed honest enough, and while he had motive, it didn’t seem that he had the motivation.
The final thing he said was very intriguing, that he had run into a stranger while he was walking back to Brunel Hall. He said they talked for a bit, and the last thing the stranger said, when Victor talked about all that was going on in town was that “People should be careful”.
Careful indeed.
The investigation is ongoing.
Miss J. Dagger
Terranova Investigative Services
Aether Salon, 2nd Floor
#24 Academy Downs
Babbage Palisades, New Babbage
Synopsis: On this date Mr. Maurice Dimanovic, was killed by a single gunshot wound to the back. he was discovered lying face down in the in street (Academy Downs). A passerby discovered the body.
Personal Notes:
It had been a quiet sort of day. I was coming back to the salon when I was nearly bowled over by some dowdy domestic screaming at the top of her lungs. She bumped into me, all wild eyed, screaming murder in the street.
Murder. Just what I needed. Once again, my little city has conspired to put me to work.
It didn’t take long to get to the scene, as the body was only a short walk up Academy Downs from the office. I recognized the body at once. It was Maurice Dimanovic, the charming newcomer who had talked to me at the CocoaJava, and had been dancing with me right before the Mactavish incident. Now, here he was, face down in the street.
I couldn’t tell much more about it but the cause of death was evident to me on the first pass over the body..he had a large gunshot wound in his back. Hopefully, once we got him into Dr Dayafter’s office we could find out more.
He had a key clasped in his right hand. It was engraved “Room 202, Smythe Hostel”. In his left, he had a piece of paper with a red X on it. Our friend had apparently struck again, same as with the Janick girl. I took the key and the paper, bagged them, and waited on the coroner’s wagon.
Once the body was safely on it’s way to the morgue, I made my way to Clockhaven. I arrived and found Mr. Footman and Miss MacBain in the room, looking around and rummaging through the few scant possessions Mr. Dimanovic left behind. I spoke to them briefly, and they both left shortly thereafter. Fin walked in after that, and he kept me company while I took stock of what was there.
There was a chest in the corner, and it held some very disquieting items. There were three ambrotypes in the chest, one of Fullerton House, one of Brunel Hall, and one group shot taken at Piermont Landing after the announcement of Miss Mactavish’s engagement. One of the faces was circled in red, with the handwritten note underneath…”MJ, this is our target”. It was Victor Mornington. This put a whole new spin on things, and especially the night I saw them together. There were several small vials in it as well. I opened one, and caught a whiff of bitter almonds. Prussic Acid.
There was a ledger in the room, full of handwritten notes about property values, income projections, stock market findings, financial information on our Mr. Mornington’s holdings in Babbage.
Fin Twine burst into the room, looking for me. He told me the rest of the story, which filled in some of the blanks in the story. He told me that both of them were in the Gangplank that afternoon, talking and drinking. According to Fin, Maurice gave Victor a glass of absinthe, and after Victor took a drink of it he collapsed. He said Maurice ran out of the bar, babbling about how he would loot the hotel and take all the money.
Only one thing to do, and that was go talk to Victor.
He was over at Fullerton House, in his study. I talked to him at length, and he told me much the same thing Fin had. He told me he noticed the prussic acid in the drink, and he played up how much it affected him. He was honestly surprised to hear about the shooting, and I had to ask him the one question that I had to know. I asked him if he owned a rifle and he said no. All of his responses seemed honest enough, and while he had motive, it didn’t seem that he had the motivation.
The final thing he said was very intriguing, that he had run into a stranger while he was walking back to Brunel Hall. He said they talked for a bit, and the last thing the stranger said, when Victor talked about all that was going on in town was that “People should be careful”.
Careful indeed.
The investigation is ongoing.
Miss J. Dagger
Terranova Investigative Services
Aether Salon, 2nd Floor
#24 Academy Downs
Babbage Palisades, New Babbage
