He had been under suspicion himself but he was determined still to find out who was responsible for the deaths. Tonight he broke into the room of the rugby player. The room was all black.
This was too easy. Once he had killed the cop then surely he would be victorious. He waited for him to come upstairs to his room but instead he stayed in the lounge talking to the man with the dreadful hair. After a while he gave up and went to bed himself. A night wasted.
He was targeting the two most suspicious characters to his mind. Surely everyone would think they were guilty. How could anyone suspect him? Again he laid his traps.