Mr. Maynard Creative Writing

He is sitting in front of the desk, searching for clues. He has not been able to find any links to the crime. Every mystery he has solved has some flaws in it. For past two weeks, he has not been able to find any loopholes in the plan. Every time he starts again digs deep and deep but the hunt always ends in disappointment. As the situation is becoming more complex, the thought of failure is getting on him. He stood up and threw the lamp away in agony. He pulls out a box from the drawer of the desk, opens it, and pulls out a cigar. "That's it for today", he says to himself while smoking.
Floyd Maynard had a marvelous career as a detective. This is his last case. His success is a shivering mirage to many young detectives and he wants to keep it that way. For past 2 years, he has been planning his retirement. He believes that he has seen enough. He considers himself too old for this job. For now, all he wants is to move away from the world of crime and live out the remaining days peacefully. Every night, when he is laying on his bed, he plans a world tour, thinks of discovering new places after retirement. Floyd believes that he wasted so many years of his life. His achievements all came at

Mr. Maynard."
"Hello."
"So you are taking this case, huh, I guess your last one."
"Yes. The last one."
There was a moment of silence then Floyd said,
"You see the marks around his neck, and he stabbed him three times."
He then wrote "The victim resisted" after the details about wounds in his notebook.
The pathologist replied,
"Yes. Now look at his fingernails, he scratched him around his neck I suppose."
"Hmm. Now, I would very much like to see fingerprints report. If you find something about the DNA of the killer, please inform me. That will be all."
He closed his notebook and started walking towards the door. As he reached the door, he turned toward the pathologist and said,
"Have you seen any similarities in this one and the recent murders?"
The pathologist