Case of a One Handed Accident

The coroner said his death was accidental but I have my suspicions — I just can’t prove anything.”

Detective Nose stood inside the secluded cabin with the deceased’s brother. The cabin consisted only of two small rooms. It was very spacious with the antique kitchen being the highlight. It had an old wood burning stove and hand carved cabinets. On the blue stained counters sat, some food including some freshly opened canned goods, some apples, a few dirty dishes and a handheld can opener. The common area was small with a couch and a table. The second room was tucked away in the back. In it there was a single bed covered with an exquisite handmade quilt and a plain brown desk. The deceased’s body had been removed just a short hour ago. [Read More ...]

The Case of It’s a Dog’s Life

So how are you finding our British weather?” inquired Constable Howard.

Detective Nose searched for something positive to say but came up blank – there had been nothing but gray drizzle since he arrived! And now, although he was supposed to be on holiday, his friend was taking him on a work trip to the scene of a death – as if Detective Nose didn’t see enough of them back home.

Luckily he was saved from having to answer as the Constable suddenly braked hard and swerved the police car into a gravel drive. “Jolly good, here we are,” he said happily. [Read More ...]

Case Of The Tough Break

Detective Nose once again arrived at the jewelery store, a route he has become rather familiar with for all the wrong reasons. The previous owner of the store, having being arrested for committing fraud, left the management of the store to his son. It was the store owner’s son that called Detective Nose into the store.

“Detective Nose”, said the young man, “I know that my father hasn’t been an honest person, but I assure you that I am trying to make amends for his tainted reputation.” Detective Nose examined the young man closely. Neatly and smartly dressed in a navy blue suit and matching striped tie, the young man was a stark contrast to his father, and looked every bit as refined and educated as a young person could hope to be. [Read More ...]

Case of the Missing Rings

Detective Nose entered the dark cottage and spied the distraught woman Ms. Lloyd sitting on her sofa by candle light. A uniformed Officer passed by and assured Nose that they would have the power on in an instant. Detective Nose then approached the woman and asked for her story.

“I was watching an old movie when the lights suddenly went out. Just then, I heard some strange noises coming from the bedroom. I got up to investigate when all of a sudden someone came flying out of the bedroom in such a rush that they knocked me down. Although I did not get a look at the offender, I did hear them open the front door and run out.. At this point, I crawled over to my desk and picked up my phone to call you people. When I got off the phone I lit some candles and checked the bedroom, that’s when I saw that my diamond rings were missing.” [Read More ...]

The Case of the Missing Paper

As I stood over Mr. Wentworth, lying on his desk, I asked the butler, Mr. Tanner what had happened.

“Well I was locking the front door when I first heard the voices from the library. I was surprised because I didn’t know that Mr. Wentworth had a visitor but just as I approached the library door …” [Read More...]

Case of the Story Telling Uncle

The family reunion was already well underway by the time Detective Nose arrived. He hadn’t intended to be late but these things happen when you work for the police force. His older sister’s house was near to bursting with all the relatives mulling around exchanging news and photos. He chatted with various relatives before seeking the quiet of his brother-in-law’s study.

He wasn’t all that surprised to discover that the study was already occupied by two of his nephews and his Uncle. His Uncle Albert was seated in the big armchair engaged in one of his favourite pastimes; telling stories about the good old days. His two nephews appeared totally engrossed in the story. They were so caught up that they failed to even notice the Detective enter. Not wanting to interrupt, the Detective quietly walked over to the big oak desk to look at the old family photos.

His sister had brought out numerous old photo albums for the reunion. He picked one up and began to leaf through it. The Detective chuckled quietly at a picture of his Aunt Martha and Uncle Albert. They must have been in their early teens. Aunt Martha was in a very small bikini and Uncle Albert looked like quite the bookworm, all skin and bones and wearing an extremely thick pair of horn rimmed glasses. Read more