‘Ben!’ Dr. Singh exclaimed. ‘Good to see you, as always. You
are a bit early, we are still working on your boy. But just as well you came,
there is something interesting to show you.’ She motioned to the young lad who
brought a small metal tray over. ‘See this?’ Dr. Singh said pointing to what
looked like a bird’s feather. ‘This is the most bizarre thing. Straight out of
a Sherlock Holmes story. This is a small arrow, blown from a tube, that was
most likely dipped in poison. This is what caused his death.’
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