DISCLAIMER: This is a story. None of the characters in the story exist and the events that take place are purely imaginary. This is a detective story with sexual overtones and is a sequel to `Martin Roberts Investigates'. I hope that you like this as a piece of writing.
WARNING: Do not read this story if you are in any way offended by acts of a homosexual nature.
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Always indulge in safe sex.
Copyright Steven Rose 2003. Not to be reproduced without the author's permission.
MARTIN ROBERTS INVESTIGATES THE GREYMOUNT COLLEGE MURDERS
Chapter 9
As things turned out the Martin and Tom slept quite well but were awoken earlier that usual with news from Sussex that David Graham had been located and detailed by local police and was being brought back to London for questioning. It was now only a matter of time before they would be able to answer some of the questions that had troubled them since the College cricket coach had disappeared. Martin telephoned Mark who was still working on trying to find out more about the mysterious Margaret Gordon and told him that the cricket coach had been detained. However, the Superintendent stressed that he did not want the news to be generally known until they were satisfied that David Graham was either the culprit or was in possession of dangerous knowledge. As soon as he learnt that David Graham was now in custody, the Chief Inspector told Mike in confidence what had occurred and then left the Sergeant in charge of the delving before returning home to change and be ready to interview the prime suspect. Martin also decided that he would divert David Graham to Scotland Yard for the interview rather than holding it at Mark's local Police Station. The Superintendent telephoned his instructions to the driver of the car that was bringing the suspect up from the Sussex coast and then passed on this information to Ruth, Mark's wife, so that she could tell him when he arrived home.
Before he left the house, Martin saw the children briefly before saying a fond farewell to them and Tom and made his way by the London Underground to Scotland Yard. He was in his office for quite a while before Mark arrived. It was quite a shock to be back in the office that he had known so well for so many years before he was promoted and moved on and Mark noted that little had changed. There was a photograph of the two children, Harry and Simon, on Martin's desk but apart from that the untidy mess was much as Mark remembered it. The Superintendent observed the Chief Inspector's arrival and noted that Mark was looking almost as bad as he used to do when his son, David, was very small. As he came in through the door, Martin grinned at his friend and said,
"You look as though you've been up all night! With another child on the way, you'd better get used to short nights and early mornings!"
"I know I will, sir, but I was hoping it wouldn't be for a few months yet!"
"I arranged for an interview room for when David Graham arrives and I thought I'd go in hard first of all. I think Mike is probably right that he didn't kill those two people, but I want him to be even more scared of me than he is of whoever frightened him away."
At that moment, the telephone on Martin's desk rang and he received the news that David Graham had arrived and was being taken to the interview room. Mark and Martin walked down the corridor to where the cricket coach was waiting for them. Looking in through the door, they saw a crouched and hunched man who looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights of a car. When they had last seen David Graham he had been quite buoyant and self-confident but now he looked a beaten man. Mark almost felt sorry for him but noted the steely determination in Martin's eye and realised his friend the Superintendent was determined to discover the truth. The two senior Police Officers walked into the room and David Graham hardly looked up. Martin addressed one of the PCs that were also present,
"Has Mr Graham been cautioned?"
"Yes, sir."
"Has he asked for legal representation?"
"No, sir"
"Mr Graham, would you like to have a solicitor present for this interview which will, I remind you, be under caution?"
David Graham looked up and shook his head,
"I'm in danger of losing my life, Superintendent, I don't see how a solicitor can help."
"OK, Mr Graham. For the benefit of the tape I'm Superintendent Martin Roberts and with me is Chief Inspector Mark Jamieson. We are interviewing Mr David Graham who has declined legal representation. Please will you state your full name, address and date of birth for the records, Mr Graham?"
David Graham did so in a subdued and almost mumbled manner and Martin then asked his first question.
"The evidence from your house suggests that you left in something of a hurry, Mr Graham. Why did you run away? Were you frightened we might be on to you and were coming to arrest you for the murders of Lawrence Miller and Paul Ferris?"
Slightly emboldened, David Graham looked back at the Superintendent and replied,
"Arrest me for the murders? Of course I didn't think that, I have killed any one. I left because I realised that I might be the next victim of whoever is doing the killing and I had a pretty good idea of who it was too!"
"So who was it, Mr Graham and why?"
"I believe that Andy Stephens is trying to kill me and that he killed Lawrence Miller and Paul Ferris."
Martin looked at Mark who pit into words the two policemen's mutual surprise,
"Andy Stephens? But why?"
"I'll try to explain my reasons in full. As you may know I was a successful cricketer before an accident cut my career short. After that accident I descended into depression and a world of drink and drugs. I was a mess and could not get out of it but then I got sent a lifeline. My sister ^Ö stepsister actually ^Ö came to my rescue. She had recently married a man much older than herself and he had just been appointed to the job of Principal of a private London College. As I suppose you can guess it was Greymount College and my stepsister is Lizzie Scott-Brown. We always called her Lizzie which is her middle name but he real name was always Margaret."
"So that's who Margaret Gordon is", Martin exclaimed out loud.
"Yes, my father died and my mother re-married and her new husband had a daughter Margaret but as I said she was always known to everyone as Lizzie. She was quite a lot younger than I was as you can tell but we always got on well. So, after she was married and Alex got the job at Greymount, Lizzie said that if I could get straight she would organise a job for me as the College's cricket coach. True to her word, she persuaded Alex who can be a bit of a pain I know, to give me a chance and I did it and got clean and have worked happily there for the last few years."
"So what happened to change things?" Martin asked, quietly,
"In two words Andy Stephens."
"How? I don't understand," prompted Martin now fascinated by the revelations that David Graham was about to make known.
"I found out that he and Lizzie were having an affair. I knew he was a lady's man but he had a girlfriend, that nurse woman, Anna Young and I had heard rumours that he sometimes picked up girls at parties as well. I was a bit shocked to learn that Lizzie was one of his conquests, I thought she had better taste and then I got worried about what would happen if Alex found out. It could be very messy. Lizzie could be divorced, I could lose my job and I couldn't face that."
"How did you find out about Lizzie's affair?"
"By accident. I was putting some cricket stuff away one afternoon after checking it prior to the start of the season and I saw Andy coming along the path that led to the tower and wondered what he was doing there. I was about to ask him when I saw Lizzie emerging from the other path that leads to the tower. I didn't ask Andy anything but later that day I confronted Lizzie and asked her what was going on. After a bit of badgering by me my stepsister admitted that she had been seeing Andy and that they were having an affair. I told her that I thought she was mad and argued that she was putting her position as wife of the Principal in danger and she told me she didn't care. I replied that I did care as I might lose everything as well and that whatever she thought I was going to try to put a stop to it before the news got out."
"And what did you intend to do to stop it?"
"I thought I would confront Andy about his affair, threaten to expose him to Anna Young and persuade him to leave Lizzie alone. The first time I saw him, he just laughed and said that Anna was `cool' about his affairs, but I didn't believe him. I was not put off by his initial refusal and I threatened to tell Alex that Andy had tried to seduce his wife and that she would back me up and he would be finished. I threatened his career and he's an ambitious man and wants to get promotion, a scandal like this could set him back a lot. He was not amused and threatened me but I told him that if he did me any harm or Lizzie for that matter I had given instructions for a letter detailing what I knew to be sent to Alex. He said that he would not give in to that sort of blackmail and I said that it was not blackmail and that I was not asking for money, just that he leave Lizzie alone. He said he would consider what I had said and would let me know when he had had time to finish the affair. A few days later he told me that he and Lizzie were finished and that I should give him my letter as a sign of good faith. I told him, not entirely truthfully, that there was no such letter that I had bluffed about it. He was very angry and said he did not believe me and then threatened to do me harm but I said if he did not believe me he'd have to be careful. I did have a sort of letter but as it happened I destroyed it after I was certain that he and Lizzie were no longer seeing each other. I told Lizzie what I had done and she was very upset by my actions and I suspect that she and Andy began seeing each other again."
"But it seems to me you had won, why would Andy dare try to kill you?"
"Well as I say I foolishly told Lizzie I had destroyed the letter and she must have told Andy. The day before Lawrence Miller was murdered, I got a note from Andy to say that he wanted to see me at the tower as he needed to tell me something and resolve our differences once and for all."
"Do you still have the note?" Mark enquired at this point.
"No I couldn't find it when I last looked. Anyway I was on my way to the tower when the principal called me over to talk about some cricketing matter and I was late. I saw young Paul Ferris walking up the path near the tower and decided not to go any further. I dodged out of sight and he did not see me but went back into the score box for some reason. Anyway, I decided it was too dangerous to go to the tower and in any case I saw Andy some distance away walking in the other direction so assumed he had thought it too dangerous to meet there too. Later I wondered if he had found the body and run off or if Paul had. I assumed it was an accident like everyone else and that Lawrence Miller had fallen through the rafters to the basement beneath and died of his injuries."
As David Graham paused Martin asked,
"So what happened to change your mind?"
"The murder of Paul Ferris made me wonder. I had seen Andy Stephens walking away from the tower and Paul told me that he had seen someone near there as well. What if Andy found out about Paul and murdered him before he put two and two together and realised he had been in the tower when poor Lawrence was killed? I reckoned that if he found out I'd seen him there as well I was next on the list and I wasn't going to hang about to find out. That's why I left, Superintendent, you've got to believe me."
Before Martin could reply, the cricket coach looked straight into his eyes and said very clearly,
"I did not kill either Lawrence Miller or Paul Ferris! What I've told you today is the truth."
Martin looked back at David Graham and said quietly,
"You do realise that you will have to be kept here in custody until we have checked your story out, but given what you've told us and assuming it is true, you'd feel safer in our custody than out on the streets, isn't that so?"
David nodded and Martin and Mark prepared to leave the room. As they walked back, the Superintendent looked at the Chief Inspector in a way that invited Mark to give an opinion on what he had just heard. After a pause Mark said,
"Well, it's certainly an explanation of sorts but he could equally be passing the blame onto someone else. What if he killed Lawrence because his secret had been found out and Paul saw him emerging from the tower and so he had to be silenced as well?"
Martin smiled and then responded, "A possibility, I grant you. However, there are a number of points against that proposition. First, why draw attention to his presence near the murder scene of Lawrence Miller at all? Second, why wait until the day of the cricket match to kill Paul, he had plenty of chances to get him alone and kill him before then? Finally, given that he loves cricket why kill such a promising player? It doesn't make sense to me."
"It could be a double bluff, sir and he may only have realised how much Paul Ferris saw after he began to think through the events of the day. I'm not entirely convinced that he is innocent."
"Neither am I, Mark, but I think the odds are that he is telling the truth."
The discussion was interrupted at this point by a young PC running towards the two senior Officers and saying rather breathlessly,
"Sir, please sir, Sergeant Rickwood is on the line for you and says it is urgent."
"Thank you, Constable Pugh", Martin said, unerringly getting the correct name, "I'll take it in my office."
The Superintendent went into his office and picked up the phone and heard Mike's voice on the other end,
"Sir, we've found out who Margaret Gordon is, she's .."
Martin interrupted by saying,
"David Graham's stepsister. Yes, he told us in the interview we've just had with him. He's even told us who he suspects is the murderer. I think it would be a good idea if you got back here to Scotland Yard as soon as possible but before you do make sure that the police patrols are all in place. Also don't say a word about us having David Graham in our custody. Now a final couple of points. First, is Andy Stephens back yet? If he is tell him, we'd like to talk to him tomorrow morning. Second, can be sure to find the Principal and let him know that we'll want to speak to him and Mrs Scott-Browne as well tomorrow morning? Thanks."
"Yes, sir. I'll try to be back at the Yard in under an hour."
"Good, Mike, we'll fill you in on developments then and sorry, by the way, for stealing your thunder about Margaret Gordon."
Mark looked at the Superintendent when he put the phone down and said,
"Are you talking to Lizzie Scott-Brown to confirm David Graham's story or is there more to it than that, sir?"
"Yes and yes, Mark. I need her to confirm his story about the relationship and how he got the job but another possibility is that he is lying to protect her. He's putting the blame on Andy Stephens out of revenge or he's trying to throw us off the scent. It's possible that David thinks she killed Lawrence, although quite why I'm not sure. Another possibility, of course, is that the death was the result of David finding out about the sexual relationship between Paul Ferris and Lawrence Miller and that he was blackmailing Lawrence. He arranged to meet at the tower, they had a fight and Lawrence fell through the rotten floor to his death."
Mark laughed and said,
"And you accused me of fantasy, sir! In any case your last scenario conflicts with the evidence that a blow with a cricket stump killed Lawrence Miller. David's arm is not strong enough to do that and in any case it does explain the death of Paul. To remind you, sir, why would David kill such a star player?"
"You're probably right Mark but I like to think of as many possibilities as possible and rule them out one by one."
As things turned out that was not the only breakthrough in the case that day. Just before Mike Rickwood was leaving for Scotland Yard, there was another phone call for him. It was from Bobby Marsh who was very anxious to tell the Police Sergeant something that he regarded as important.
After Mike had left the previous night, Bobby had met Peter Fowler who had indicated that he hoped that the two of them could get together for a sex session either that evening or sometime the next day. Bobby had pointed out that it was getting late, that there were still other members of the cricket team in the pavilion and the Principal had warned students that it was dangerous to be out at night. In light of this the older teenager suggested that the two of them delay a rendezvous for a while and meet again during the following day. Peter had been slightly disappointed by this suggestion but agreed, saying that since the day of Paul Ferris' death he had not had a wank but was beginning to feel horny again. Bobby acknowledged that he had also been unable to get sexually aroused but as he spoke to the younger teen his hand went into his pocket and Peter noted with satisfaction that his friend was getting hard at the prospect of having a session with him. Peter licked his lips sensuously as he made no secret of where he was looking and what he wanted but Bobby reaffirmed that he would have to wait until the next day before they could get together. That night lying in his bed in just his underwear, Bobby had slipped his hand inside the waistband of his jockey shorts and had fondled his hardening cock. As he began to move his hand with increasing vigour up and down the stiffening rod, the horny student reminisced about the happy times he had spent with Paul and looked forward to the session he would soon have with Peter. Bobby pushed the shorts down off his groin and gave way to a serious wank. He rolled his foreskin full off the sensitive head and worked the flowing pre-cum over it and down the shaft to lubricate it. The increase in the speed of his hand movements meant that inevitably a large deposit of creamy spunk shot from his widened piss slit and coated his chest and stomach. Bobby carefully scarped up every last drop and ate his own cum just before he fell into a dreamless but contented sleep.
The next morning the two horny teens had met during the morning break and found a quiet place to converse and make arrangements. Bobby took the lead,
"So what time is your last lesson today, Peter?"
"Just after lunch. I'm free most of the afternoon so I could meet you after nets if you want." Peter replied.
"No, let's meet earlier. We could go to this place I know in the woods. It's quite secluded and very safe." Bobby said this as again his trousers began to tent up and Peter's eyes were inevitably drawn to the prominent bulge in the older teen's trousers, "I can't wait too long before you get your lovely lips round this cock of mine and suck me dry!"
Peter's own dick was also hardening as he watched the other teenager's groin expand to its full measure and he said, slightly breathlessly,
"Neither can I!! But do we have to go that far. How about the cricket score box? It's closer and quite safe if we're careful."
"It's possible, yes. Let's meet there after you've finished your last lesson. Meet me at the back of the score box. Don't follow me, go another way and if it's not safe I'll walk past and `accidentally' bump into you. OK?"
Peter nodded his agreement and then walked rather awkwardly away as he tried to conceal the raging erection that was tenting his trousers. He went through the morning lessons and lunch in a dream of his own and the final lesson of the day was a blur. Peter only had one thought which was that very soon he would be sucking Bobby's cock and making the older teen shoot his jizz down the younger teen's eager throat. As soon as the last lesson was over, Peter deposited his books in his locker and made his way carefully towards the score box. In the distance the younger boy could see Bobby walking purposefully towards the same place. However, there was a hitch. As they each came into sight of the score box they could see a large group of Police examining and investigating the woodlands just behind the cricket field and it was obvious to both of them that it would be unsafe to use their intended location for sex. As they met, Bobby said in a slightly annoyed tone,
"Shit! With all those people around, there's no way we can get in and out of the score box undetected. We'll have to think of another place and another time. And I was so horny for you too!"
Peter said something that surprised his friend,
"Not necessarily. There's no way I'm not having your cock down my throat I'm as horny for it as you are!! I know where we can go and no one will see us or be suspicious. Follow me."
Bobby followed Peter back towards the pavilion and was slightly surprised when the younger boy walked round the back of the building and even more surprised when Peter opened a door and led them both inside. Once the door was closed behind the and they were out of sight, Bobby said quietly,
"I thought that door was locked all the time."
"No", Peter responded, "it's always been open whenever I've tried it. It certainly was the day I caught you and Paul in the showers! Come on, through here!!"
Peter opened a second door and Bobby realised that this led directly to the shower area at the rear of the pavilion. The older teenager was about to say something but Peter was already pulling at Bobby's belt and unzipping his trousers as he desperately sought the object of his desire. Bobby responded by making Peter stand up so that he could undress the younger teen. In less than a minute the two horny teenagers were completely naked and Peter was on his knees preparing to lick and swallow the older boy's rampant tool. As the youngster's lips made contact with his sensitive cock head, Bobby gave a sigh of satisfaction and placed his hands lightly on Peter's head and said,
"Oh yes, Peter!! Suck my hard cock!! I want to cum in your mouth and watch you swallow my hot spunk!! Suck me as hard and as fast as you like!!"
Peter responded by doing exactly what Bobby had asked and his lips and tongue were running up and down the older teen's rock hard shaft and bathing the sensitive head with a mixture of saliva and pre-cum. At much the same time Peter's hands were playing with his own rock hard cock and he was beginning to wank himself in time to his sucking motion. Bobby watched as Peter's head bobbed up and down his hard shaft and could see the youngster's hand working his own dick. Bobby was beginning to lose control but as he gasped for breath he said,
`Don't stop sucking me!! I'm going to cum soon!! Try not to spunk up yourself as I want to have the chance to finish you off. Oh .. yes, Peter!! .. that's it .. suck me just .. like . that!!"
Peter took one of his hands off his own rampant cock and transferred it to the shaft of Bobby's throbbing tool. The younger teen alternatively wanked and sucked his older friend and soon it was obvious that Bobby was about to cum. With a muffled groan, Bobby shoved the full length of his prick into Peter's mouth and the youngster felt the shaft throbbing and tensing as the ball juice began to flow freely out of the piss slit and onto his tongue and down his throat. Peter swallowed every drop of Bobby's spunk and nursed the slowly deflating cock until every last dribble had been hoovered up and consumed. After a short while, Bobby, who had been leaning against the wall recovering, leant forward and guided Peter's still hard and unsatisfied cock into his mouth. Peter's foreskin had completely pulled back from head, which was covered in pre-cum. Bobby enthusiastically licked the sticky pre-cum off the sensitive glans and then he swallowed the whole of the younger teen's cock and played with his balls and fingered his winking arse hole. Peter who had not cum for several days was ready to explode and could not hold back. The tip of the horny teen's cock had hardly reached the back of Bobby's throat when the piss slit opened and a torrent of spunk flowed out and down into the older teen's stomach. Like peter, bobby swallowed every last drop of the precious cream and ensured that the cock shaft was licked clean before he allowed it to drop from the grasp of his welcoming lips and mouth. Peter had hardly said a word during this short process but as soon as he had recovered his breath he grinned at his older friend and said,
"Wow, thanks, Bobby, that was fantastic!! Can't wait for us to do it again!!"
Bobby grinned back and said,
"Me too!! Let's do it again as soon as we can!!"
As the two boys began to get dressed again, Bobby became more serious as a sudden thought occurred to him. The older teenager looked across at his young companion and said,
"Peter, when we came in here you told me that you had used the door we came in through before and that it was never locked?"
"Yes, Bobby, that's right. That's how I caught you and Paul together but I've used it several times before. I used to come in here and wank off over the sweaty jock straps and other bits of sporting equipment. Why do you ask?"
"Well two things really. First, do you know if anyone else knows about this door and second, I wondered if this was open last Sunday when Paul was killed."
"You don't mean to say that you think it might have been the route the killer used do you?"
"Well, it's possible isn't it and if you knew about the door being unlocked the odds are that other people might have done too. Have you ever told anyone about it yourself?"
"What and lose a great secret wank place, of course not", exclaimed Peter.
"I think you're going to have to tell someone about it now, Peter, I'm sorry but we have to let the Police know. Shall I call that nice Sergeant Rickwood? He's sympathetic and, I suspect gay, and he has a beautiful cut dick, I saw it in the changing rooms a few days ago. I wouldn't mind spending some time alone with him but I doubt if I'll ever get the chance! He left me his number, I'm going to ring him and ask him to meet us."
Rather reluctantly, Peter agreed. He would not mind meeting the Police Sergeant again especially if what Bobby said was true. The horny teen began to think how he could fantasise about having sex with the handsome Policeman but his daydream was cut short when he heard his older friend's voice as he talked to Mike Rickwood.
"So you'll come and meet us here at the College on your way back to Scotland Yard, then?"
Peter could not hear the response but realised it was positive when Bobby said,
"OK, we'll see you by the nets and we'll be careful and we won't tell anyone what we have to tell you."
Twenty minutes later, the two teenagers met the Police Sergeant by the nets. Anyone looking out over the fields would have imagined that there was an intense discussion of some aspect of cricket taking place but in reality Bobby and Peter were passing on a vital piece of information. Peter spent a short while checking out Mike's groin area but was disappointed that he could not really see any signs of the allegedly beautiful cut cock. Mike listened carefully to what the two teenagers told him and realised at once its significance. The Superintendent and Chief Inspector may have beaten him to the identification of the significance of Margaret Gordon, but the information he had just received could be vital as it provided a possible means of entry to the area where Paul had been killed. Not only that but the door was a way into the pavilion that would have allowed the killer a high degree of cover and the maximum amount of surprise in catching the victim unawares. Before he left, Mike re-emphasised to Bobby and Peter the importance of keeping the information the two teenagers had just given him completely confidential,
"Don't tell anyone about this, not even you best friend", Mike warned.
"Do you think we could be in danger if we did?" Peter asked rather nervously.
"I hope not but we can't be too careful. We don't know who the killer is or indeed if it is someone from the College or outside, so until we have more of an idea it's best to keep quiet."
Bobby and Peter readily agreed and Mike fished into his pocket and took out his phone and pretended to answer a call, so that if anyone was observing them they would assume that he had been called back to the Police Station. Mike explained his tactic to the two boys and then he and both of the teenagers strolled slowly back towards the main College buildings and the car park. At the entrance to the main building, Mike said his `goodbyes' to the two boys and continued with his journey to Scotland Yard.
The Sergeant made good time to Scotland Yard but was still later than he had said he would be. He went straight to the Superintendent's office and was soon invited to join his two superior officers. As he entered the room, Mike had a broad grin on his face. Martin had initially intended to ask the Sergeant what had kept him but seeing Mike's face made him change his mind. Martin asked Mike why he was looking so pleased with himself and indicated a chair for the Sergeant to sit on. The handsome Sergeant sat down and said,
"I'm sorry I'm late, sir, but when you hear my news I hope you'll think it was worth the wait. As I was leaving I had a phone call from Bobby Marsh and he and his young friend, Peter, the team scorer, told me of a little known way into the pavilion. There's a door at the back of the pavilion screened by trees that is supposed to be kept locked but it rarely is. If you go in through that door there another entrance that leads you straight into the shower and bathroom area of the pavilion. I think it was the way the killer got in, sir."
"You may well be right, Mike. Now all we have to do is find someone who knew that door was unlocked and who slipped away without anyone seeing them, got in and killed Paul."
"Well, sir", Mark intervened for the first time, "if what David Graham says about Andy Stephens is true he might well have known that. Sorry, Mike, just to fill you in David Graham had named Andy Stephens as the killer, because David found out he was having an affair with Lizzie Scott-Brown. Lizzie is also formerly Margaret Gordon, David's stepsister."
"Thanks for that, sir", Mike said and the two men looked at the Superintendent,
"I think that this has been a good day's work all round. We need to ensure that nobody knows that we have David Graham in custody or that he has given us a potential motive for the murders even if the victims appear to be the wrong people. We've also learnt from Mike about this possible way into the cricket pavilion and we need to know who apart from us Bobby and Peter knows about this as well. Let's keep these matters confidential for as long as possible. In the morning we'll have quite a number of people to see and the highest priority among those have to be the Principal, his wife and Andy Stephens. So let's all get home and have an early night, it could be a long day tomorrow!"
To be continued.
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