The first investigation sight was Dr. Fudge's office.
According to Miss Taylor, he was a clean freak. But on the contrary, his room was a mess! All of his belongings were lying here and there.
''Wow! He was a clean freak!'' Said Detective's grumpy assistant sardonically.
As they started their search, Detective found a lot of papers lying haphazardly on the table. Some of these were contracts. As Detective examined them, he realized that these were related to real estate properties etc. Detective had a gut feeling that it was definitely related to.......SHERMAN! He was a realtor!
As they continued their pursuit, they found a book lying on a fluffy couch near a gigantic wall painting. It was abstract and very non-Fudge-kind as Miss Taylor said.
As Detective went through the book he found a half-torn page in it. It had a contact number on it - 951-85 and the rest was missing. Above it was written an incomplete address - Roze street.
They searched the office once again but found nothing suspicious.
''So, you said Sherman came twice as a patient and thrice as his partner. Since when was he visiting Fudge in this unusual pattern?'' Asked Detective as he turned back his attention on Miss Taylor.
''For one month, perhaps. Ever since Dr. Fudge decided to take that house.'' Miss Taylor said in her usual high-pitched voice.
''What house?!'' Demanded Detective.
''He was thinking of buying this house in the outskirts of the city. It is beautiful yet for some reason creepy. ''
''I see. And the unusual pattern he followed...what details do you have about it? '' Implored Detective.
''When he came as a patient, he would come during his working hours. But when he came as his partner, he came during lunch.'' She answered with an unfathomable expression.
''Probably Sherman was being stalked and he knew it. He wanted something from Fudge. Something that the intruder in Fudge's office wanted too.'' Whispered Detective to his assistant.
