A Corpse Called Bob by Benedict Brown

Author:Benedict Brown [Brown, Benedict]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-26T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“Without you guys I’m not sure I’d be here and I know I wouldn’t have managed to stand up to my boss today. I have to say a special thanks to Sally4EVA, Daemon1 and TheScarletPimp, because you’ve taught me so much.”

Ramesh was back in his bedroom, staring into the camera lens, but this time he was all smiles. Stars, hearts and rainbows flashed up on the screen as he said his friends’ names.

“I think back to everyone that Bob has hurt over the years. My first assistant Zoe wouldn’t even talk to me about what happened and there was an intern a couple of summers back who just stopped coming in one day. If I could speak to all the people who he’s hurt, I’d tell them this…” He paused and swept his floppy, brown fringe from his eyes. “We don’t need to be afraid of bullies like Bob Thomas. The only power he has, is the power we give him. Without that he’s a sad little man with a hollow heart and nothing he can do will ever hurt us.”

It was a long video. Ramesh went into all sorts of detail about how he wasn’t going to take Bob’s bullying anymore. I didn’t get to read the e-mails that he sent, and we’ll never know if they’d have shown Bob the error of his ways, but I could see from his expression how much better Ramesh felt just by writing them.

The videos in his folder were arranged alphabetically rather than by date. If I’d noticed that and watched the most recent file, I could have avoided all that suspicion and saved my friend from having his door bashed in by the police. That lucky old biddy Miss Marple never needed a degree in computer science to solve her cases.

And so, Ramesh was not the killer. That left me with five suspects, one of whom I’d recently kissed and whose alibi the police had confirmed. The fact David and I were dating meant there was all the more reason to make sure he hadn’t done it, but every time I spotted him in the office, I couldn’t help but imagine how good he must be with puppies and what a great Dad he’d make.

Which is exactly why we mustn’t let his too cute for school, sweetie-pie act fool us!

David, Amara, Wendy, Will and Jack. I recited my shortened mantra as I sat at my desk the following morning. I knew that one of these colleagues would be the key to getting to the truth of what happened the night Bob was killed. I thought about the names one by one and it suddenly occurred to me that there was someone missing from the list.

David, Amara, Wendy, Will, Jack and Bob. I’d spent so long focussing on who could have killed him that I’d failed to concentrate on the man who’d been killed. There were millions of reasons why someone would have wanted him dead but I’d become fixated on what a bully he was and completely ignored any other motive.

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