tell of your employer Mr. Daniels?â
âHe slipped the money into his dirty charcoal jacket and said, âHe was a decent bloke, as far as I could tell. He was always careful about who he put his trust in, and if you ever broke it youâd be gone.â
ââWhat do you mean by âbe goneâ?â
ââWell, if you ever got on his bad side or were just inept heâd cut you loose. Send you packing. That sort of thing.â
ââWhen did you see him last?â
ââI havenât seen him in some months. Heâs only telegrammed. After Thomas was killed in the explosion at Whitechapel Station, he stopped coming into the factory.â
ââHow long have you held this position?â
ââOh, only a few months.â
ââWho was in the role before you?â
ââA man named Phillias Jackson. Of course he wasnât here very long.â
ââWhy was that?â
ââNot quite sure. I remember him coming in with Mr. Daniels and Mr. Thomas and being shown around, then about two weeks later he was made Warden and we were informed of some new business that weâd be doing.â
ââWhat kind of business?â
ââThomas opened up some trade with India and Afghanistan.â
ââWhat kind of trade?â
ââNothing important. Some of it was animals, some was fabrics, spices. That sort.â
ââBack on point, then. Why did Mr. Jackson step down from being Warden?â
ââWell, not sure. I remember hearing them, Thomas and Daniels, that is, arguing about Jackson. It seemed like Thomas didnât trust him all that much. Think he wanted too much money for his job. Least thatâs the way Daniels put it to me when he gave me the job. See, Jackson was let go but no one really knew why, and all I was told that financially he didnât agree with them.â
ââAnd how long did Jackson work here?â
ââProbably six months or so.â
ââYouâve been quite helpful. Now, if you can give me access to the offices, I shouldnât be long.â
âHe quickly showed me to them. I asked for some privacy, which he reluctantly gave. I went through papers and shipment logs. There was nothing much of note. In the office was a safe. I enquired with the warden as to the whereabouts of the key. He said only Daniels had it. I had no time to travel back to Danielsâ and find it, so I managed to pick the lock. Inside, I came across some very telling things. A contract drafted by Phillias Jackson that made him an equal partner in the company. Deep lines of ink were scratched through it. When the Warden thought money was the issue, he was wrong. It wasnât Jacksonâs wage at the factory, it was the fact he wanted to be a partner.â Holmes reached into his jacket pocket. âI also found these, letters between Goodtree and Daniels.
David,
We must remove Jackson.
Goodtree
Thomas,
I agree, but heâs put us in a peculiar situation. This will take a lot of legal action, and probably a hefty sum of money to get rid of him.
Daniels.
David,
Whatever the cost, he needs to be removed from our employ and our lives. We need to rid ourselves of his cunning.
Goodtree.
Thomas,
Meet with me tomorrow, at the club. We can discuss things there.
Daniels.
Thomas,
Itâs been done. At what cost, I cannot say. But he has been removed. We can only hope he leaves us in peace.
Daniels.
âThese men sounded suspicious of Jackson, as if he had something on them.â Holmes looked at me inquisitively but uttered no response as he trailed off into his thoughts.
âSo you think Phillias is behind the poisoning?â I asked.
âDuring my search there were unmarked shipments labelled private. Some of the shipments were from Burkum and Lynn.â
âThe weapons manufacturer?â
âThe very one. It was mostly
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