Chapter 227: Teasing Draco
The drive back to Davenport after their late lunch was more relaxed. If there is anything that Ravi had learned on this Earth is that humans tend to function better with food.
No matter how tight the schedule is or how stressful the situation is, one must not forget to fuel their body and mind with food.
The wrinkle on Arlen’s forehead had even faded as he browsed through the information on his laptop.
"Ravi...Officer West, can I see the portrait again?" Arlen asked, stretching his hand to collect the drawing from Ravi. In the absence of an official police artist, Ravi had volunteered to try and craft the image from the words of Agatha, it was not truly helpful as the other had just repeatedly claimed that all she could recall was that the man was very handsome and had particularly kind eyes. Kind green eyes.
It was five months ago, after all. Even though the features were in her mind, whenever she tried to recall them, all she could reach were mere fragments.
There was no doubt that this mystery man who had dated the first victim among all 21 was going to be a key integral part of this case. If the police could not find even more information, then they would go to the public.
Someone must have caught them on some kind of tape.
The drawer on the paper did not look like one drawn by the artists that Arlen was so familiar with seeing. The strokes were distinct, with a kind of old, traditional lines to it. It looked more like portraits that could be hung up in his father’s office and then subtly boasted by his Papa about to some guest.
"Oh that drawing, My dear gave it to me. The artist is not really known, Lacrosse Teninom, an old farmer that died 700 years ago."