Numbered Days

The police were called in two days after he didn't show for dinner, and it took another four days before they realized, that the pile of clothes they had all been stepping over in the hallway covered what was left of the bloodless body. It had been picked so clean and so hygienically that there had been no suspicious odor. The forensic experts were called in and at first it was a mystery that all thought would take months to solve, if ever. Then, some canny constable noticed the bite marks of a three on one of the bones, and then, after close observation, the marks of a seven, and a one twenty five. The verdict was obvious! Death by numbers. Not the big ones, he had always handled those. It was the vicious little ones that had caught him by surprise, around the ankles, early one morning, in a darkened hallway, on the way to the shower. Case Closed!