Der Tod I
Two weeks later.
8:01 PM- Saturday
Levi played with a tennis ball in his hand, bouncing it over the wall and catching it just to throwback again. He did this over and over while sitting in his chair facing the window inside his flat. Wearing a white shirt under his blue colored vest and pants. His suit jacket draped over the back of a chair.
He gazed upon the view out the window and noticed that the weather had been particularly grim. Something not unusual, London was famous for its fickle weather after all. But somewhat to him, it felt different.
And his thoughts returned to the still ongoing case of the Murder of the 15th, in 3 weeks, someone else would die.
They had reached another end to their investigation.