Only three suspects remained, and Carter had to officially decide who it was. In his mind, Carter continued to restate what the three suspects had been doing at the moment of Freeman’s death over and over again.
Sullivan was reading a poster, Jenkins was leaving the basement, and Cruz was tying his shoe. Sullivan was reading a poster, Jenkins was leaving the basement, and Cruz was tying his shoe. Sullivan was reading a poster, Jenkins was leaving the basement, and Cruz was tying his shoe.
The suspects had all gotten quiet. They all stared at Carter. Carter had a feeling that they all knew that Carter was coming close to solving the mystery.
Stewart, Anderson, and Howard were no longer suspects, but they had yet to know that. The three of them all stared at Carter, nervously. All of them looked ready to deny their involvement in the murder if at any point they were questioned.
Carter walked over to the rat trap and carefully looked back and forth at it and Elliott’s drawing. He was trying to closely analyze the position to where Freeman had been standing to the environment in the basement. He looked to the left of the position, the right, to the front and to the back.
But as Carter looked to the back, everything clicked. He turned and looked at the point where Freeman had been standing and then turned and looked in the direction behind him. He looked back and forth consistently, and then he looked at Freeman’s body, more specifically at the bullet hole in the back of Freeman’s head.
And then he turned and walked to the suspects. After just standing and looking at them for a brief moment, he said: “Gentleman, I’ve solved the mystery.”671Please respect copyright.PENANAMoAnt4T2Zp