thatâs whatâs worrying you. Just doing my job, as you must now do yours.â
Without further explanation he picked up Dodyâs medical bag and escorted her across the street to a foreboding leviathan of a building about five storeys high.
âThe Disraeli building,â Pike explained, âhome to about four hundred souls. Not long ago most of them were in the street. Weâve let them return home now â all, that is, except the occupants of the fifth floor, where the villains were holed up for most of the time.â
âI think you should start at the beginning, Matthew.â
âRight you are,â Pike said, pushing the scarred front door open for her.
Dody was immediately assailed by the stench of dirty baby nappies and greasy mutton. She turned to Pike. âIâd like some background information, please, Matthew. All youâve said so far is that you have some bodies you want me to examine in situ.â
âCertainly, Doctor,â Pike said as they climbed the stairs side by side. âUpon arriving early for work this morning, Mr Sachs, a jeweller, and his young assistant, Miss Ursula Levi, discovered their shop in the process of being robbed.â
He sounds as if heâs addressing a courtroom, Dody thought. What is he hiding?
âThe thieves had dug a tunnel from the premises next door and surfaced in the safe room. They forced the jeweller to open the safe and then commenced to brutally pistol whip him. The shop girl escaped up some stairs and into the street where she ran screaming. One of the thieves shot her dead in front of witnesses. Then the thieves, carrying the contents of the safe in a small leather bag, tumbled into an idling motorcar and sped away. A vigilant bobby spotted them and hastened after them onhis bicycle. Once heâd managed to flag down some colleagues in a police van, a pursuit ensued.â
At the fourth floor landing they paused for breath. Pike rubbed his knee.
âYour knee, Matthew ââ
âMy ears, my knee, stop fussing,â he said with the flicker of a smile. Behind one of the closed doors, a baby began to wail. âThe bobbies followed the men to this building and immediately laid siege. I arrived not long after that. The tenants were evacuated, but in the process . . .â Pike paused to clear his throat. âIn the process there were casualties, a child and two policemen were wounded, one of them being Sergeant Singh.â
So thatâs what the courtroom tones were hiding. âOh my goodness, are they all right?â
âBoth menâs wounds were minor. But the child . . .â Pike was unable to continue.
Dody squeezed his arm. âPerhaps we should be getting on?â
He nodded and they carried on up to the fifth floor.
A policeman guarding a smoke-blackened door straightened to attention when he saw Pike. Nearby, a pair of heavy boots protruded from the end of a white sheet.
Pike pointed to the body. âThey set fire to the place to cause a diversion, but I believe they underestimated the power of the smoke and were overcome by it. This one made it out of the room before he collapsed. There are two other bodies inside.â
âWere the police shooting at them?â Dody asked.
âSome gunfire was exchanged.â He turned to the policeman. âHas the photographer been and done his business, Constable?â
âYes, sir, left about âarf an hour ago.â
âAnd he didnât touch the bodies?â
âJust photographed them where they lay. I didnât take me eyes off âim. This one,â the constable nudged the protruding boots with his own steel-capped toe, âI covered with a sheet after he left. I hope thatâs acceptable, sir, I couldnât bear to âave to look at âim.â
âThatâs quite acceptable,â Pike said. âGood man.â
Pike introduced Dody as the Home Office Pathologist and led her
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