Blake and Mort were appointed for the murder, the Q-murders. It was an artist, Randy Vernis and his wife, Sofia Vernis who lived in a red-and-black-painted mansion with floral-designings and cement-decorating. Blake and Mort entered in and attended the crime scene. 

Sofia Vernis was in the kitchen room, sitting in the dining table, shot in the head along with a Queen of Hearts pierced in her forehead with an emerald-encrusted earring. Dried and thickened blood reached the tip of her nose, making it become a red blood-tipped nose.   

Blake gave an expression of astonishment, "Look what the cat dragged in!" He passed through the cordon tape and analysed the crime, asking himself questions, "Where's the other ring?" He scrutinized the body thoroughly then getting out of the barricade-surrounded area. "Where's the other?" he said, rubbing his hands together. 

The other corpse was of the artist, Randy Vernis, which was committed upstairs. They trodded upstairs and reached the victim's room. As they gazed around, they saw the corpse lying in the blood-soaked cushion of the queen-sized bed along with a Queen of Diamonds pinned with the other pair of the green emerald-encrusted earring in the wooden headboard. Besides the bed, stood an oak-built cupboard. In front of the bed, there was a mirrored desk, written with a blood-red lipstick in it in a big bold upper-case letter, "Q", along with a kiss mark.

Blake went near the bed and noticed that he was shot in the forehead itself. He speaks to himself, "It's women who shoot mostly in the forehead. The bloody cat."

He turned and eyed the cupboard, contemplating at it for a moment or two then walked to it and stood on the left of it. He pushed it slightly and the cupboard half-moved. There was one semi-appearing hinge at the top and another at the bottom. Blake then pushed the cupboard adequately and a capacious grim-looking chamber along with a jam-packed of hooked artistic pictures. In the middle, hooked the largest of all the other, a portrait of the first queen of England, Mary I, torn into a cross. Looking on the floor, it was again blood-written, "ME!"

   "Huh, She's jealous that she's not the real queen. She's just a bloody poker queen, that's it." Mort said in disgust, cross-armed, scrutinising at the torn portrait and the blood-written letters.

   "Also the Queen of Cats, dear, companion," added Blake.

Mort tut-tutted with disapproval and mentioned, "Seems that this cat will drag us into a trap full of chaos."   

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