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Date: January 20th, 2001
Status: Private (Dick, Katie, Complete)
Setting: Selfridges
Summary: Dick investigates an unexpected discovery.


Dick had meant to get up early and be at Selfridges the moment the shop opened, but he'd viewed security videos of the place for most of the night and to his horror overslept. He hadn't even heard his alarm clock go off! How embarrassing!

Then again today was a Saturday and he hadn't been supposed to work at all. The surprising new developments in the monstrous cat murder were too important to ignore over the weekend, though, so at ten am Dick walked into Selfridges looking for the salesgirl he'd seen serving none other than the missing witness of the first murder on the video.

He could hardly believe that after several months trying to pick up her long cold trail Leandra Stravrou would show up again by pure coincidence. It looked almost as if the superintendent could have been right about her involvement in the case. This time her presence clearly wasn't a coincidence. The security camera clearly showed her leaving shortly after the new victim, then returning a while later.

Dick still wasn't willing to consider the poor woman a murderer, though. The victims had been torn up with huge claws and torn apart, for heaven's sake! That was neither a woman's style, nor would she have had the strength. No, as far as Dick was concerned it was obvious that Miss Stravou somehow knew or suspected the killer's motive and had expected him to attack the second victim. He wasn't quite sure whether she'd arranged to meet him or had only been here by coincidence, but most likely she'd intended to warn him.

Or she might be working with the murderer. If not she'd witnessed him kill twice now and knew or suspected his identity. The woman was either in grave danger, or a dangerous criminal. In either case Dick needed to find her as soon as possible, but unfortunately the security camera didn't cover the parking lot outside. If only it had caught the licence plate of her car! It was so much easier to find a car than a person.

Ah well, perhaps the salesgirl could help him. By now she should have been informed that the police wanted to talk to her.