Chapter 10

"Send out the prints immediately for identification. I need a hand here." FBI detective Johnson called out to one of the cops.

The exotic bedroom of the retired vault maker, Mr. Anderson Smith was in disarray as security officers and cops were carefully taping the crime scene and placing yellow numbered cards aside pieces of evidence.

Detective Johnson is a black American detective, one of FBI's best and was assigned to investigate the case.

"Someone should get the paramedic! Take it easy Mr. Smith." Detective Johnson put his notepad back in his trouser pockets and held down the old man as he twitched convulsively on the bed, he had been unconscious since they were called in. A cop was taking pictures of the man tied to the bed posts as evidence and was checking the tiny screen of the Kodak to check out his shots.

"Cut it man and give me a hand here, don't you see the man is dying." Detective Johnson barked and the cop came to help him.