The Police Station actually shares a building with the County Hall of Records, though the two aren’t connected internally — the only way to get from one to the other is to walk around the outside. The interior of the Police Station is cramped and generally untidy. A small diner is a little ways up the street.

Constable Ash enters the Police Station, carrying a newspaper and a piece of pie. Captain Elliot is in the backroom, but a light is on and Ash can hear noise from within. Not wanting to startle the captain, Ash sets his pie down on the desk and unfolds his newspaper. He skims the first few pages and waits patiently.

Noises coming from the backroom indicate the captain is searching for something. Not wanting to risk the captain’s wrath, the constable returns to the front door, opens it, and slams it as obviously as possible to alert the captain to his presence.

The noises in the backroom continue without pause.

Constable Ash, reading from the paper loudly
“Bedlam Axeman Suspected In School Slaying!” Goodness, how the Gazette makes these things sound dramatic. Come to think of it, I thought we’d ruled out the Axeman in this case. Did we turn up some new evidence?

A crash from the backroom gives the constable cause to wince. An angry shout alerts him to the captain’s temperament, and Ash instinctively checks for escape routes.

Before the constable can flee however, the captain marches out of the backroom, holding a hand to his forehead. He looks surprised to see the constable.

Captain Elliot, to Ash
What are you doing, standing around?

Constable Ash, to Elliot
(Stiffening.) Er, reading the paper, sir!

Captain Elliot, to Ash
Wasting time, more like. Put that fool paper away and get to cleaning up this office. We’ll be having a lady visitor sometime this afternoon and I’ll not have the place looking like a pig sty for her to complain about to the papers!

Constable Ash, to Elliot
(Quickly getting to work.) But sir, why would anyone complain to the paper about the cleanliness of your office?

Captain Elliot, to Ash
Haven’t you been reading the paper, Constable? They’ll print anything they think they can sensationalize! It’s bad enough they’ve been demanding that we seek assistance in our investigation from this woman! That a woman, much less a foreigner, might have anything to offer in this matter is preposterous!

Constable Ash, to Elliot
(Startled.) Miss Catesby is coming here?

Captain Elliot, to Ash
How did you know? (Constable Ash holds up the paper, and Captain Elliot’s expression sours.) Oh, you think you’re clever, do you? Well, yes. I received word that she’d be coming by sometime this afternoon. And I’m confiscating this reading material.

The captain reads from the newspaper as the constable hastily cleans the office.