It was 1924, and I was given the latest murder case. A man named Fred Casely was murdered after disappearing for a few nights. He was a man who sold furniture to many people, for all we knew it could have been one of his customers. Although, I’m not quite sure who would want to bump off their furniture sales man. Fred was married to a young tomato named Eliza. I interviewed her and she told me he had taken an interest in one of his clients, Roxie Hart; claiming that he started staying at work longer, and more often than he used to.
