Story: Dr. Jackie and maid Hyde. Chapters 1-11.

This story initially appeared in the comments section in response to a comment from an anonymous reader. The author, Yellow M, ended up writing one of the most original lady2maid stories in recent memory that deserves its own post. Here are the slightly revised first chapters of "Dr. Jackie and maid Hyde." The following 11 chapters and the epilogue completing this story will be published shortly. 

Story: Dr. Jackie and maid Hyde.

by The Yellow "M"

 

Chapter 1. The scientist.

Dr. Jackie was a leading geneticist. She was doing research about the gene of cleanliness, even though she completely lacked that quality herself. To tell the truth, Dr. Jackie was a complete slob who constantly needed other people to clean her mess. She had employed many maids over the years, but all of them found working for her hard, ungrateful and scary. It had now been several week since Dr. Jackie's last maid fled in terror after a failed experiment that nearly blew up the lap. And since then, Dr. Jackie had been unable to find a new maid.

Without a maid, the messiness of the lab had become so extreme that Dr. Jackie couldn't continue working on her experiments. Her research had grinded to a complete halt. As a result, Dr. Jackie couldn't deliver the interim report she promised to the investor who was financing her research. The investor had complained and threatened to end her financing. Dr. Jackie's whole research was in jeopardy. 

Dr. Jackie had even tried to clean her own lab, but to no avail. The cleanliness gene was recessive and completely inactivated in her. As a result, all her attempts at cleaning only made things even more messy. But if nobody was willing to clean the lab for Dr. Jackie and if she couldn't do it herself, what was to be done? 

Then Dr. Jackie came to think about one of her previous research, an attempt at creating a drug that could transform a recessive gene into a dominant gene. That research didn't lead anywhere, because Dr. Jackie had insufficient knowledge of the recessive gene she was working on at the time. But, since then, she had worked for months on another recessive gene: the cleanliness gene. Maybe she could apply her old research to the cleanliness gene and create a new drug that would enable her own cleanliness gene to become temporary dominant. That way, she might be able to become her own maid and clean the lab herself. This would enable her to relaunch her experiments, to finish her interim report and to save the financing of her research. 

Dr. Jackie immediately started to work on the new drug. When it was ready, she poured the resulting beverage in a glass and looked at it. "It's time to hire a new maid. Let's call her maid Hyde." she thought and lifted the beverage to her lips... 

Chapter 2. The maid. 

Maid Hyde felt confused. She was alone in a lab, with an empty glass in her hand. The lab was a complete mess. Tables were covered in beakers, test tubes, and other scientific equipment. The floor was littered with papers, trash, broken glass and even a few dead mice. 

"This is really going to be a challenge," maid Hyde muttered to herself as she surveyed the scene. 

After putting on a maid's uniform taken in the closet where the previous maid had been storing her stuff, maid Hyde started by sweeping up the trash and the dead mice. Then, she began to wash the tables and counters. She scrubbed and scrubbed until they were spotless. Next, she tackled the equipment. She carefully cleaned each beaker and test tube. She even took the time to polish the microscope. Finally, she swept and mopped the floor. It took all night but, when maid Hyde was finished, the lab was as clean as a whistle. 

Maid Hyde stood back and admired her work. She was proud of herself for taking on such a daunting task and completing it successfully. Suddenly, after leaving a note on the desk for the Doctor, she felt a bit dizzy and had to sit down. She soon passed out... 

Suddenly Dr. Jackie woke up in her lab, dressed in a maid's uniform. After yawning and stretching, she looked around, surprised to see that the lab was spotless. The tables were clear of clutter, the floor was swept and mopped, and the equipment was gleaming. 

"What's going on?" she asked herself. She couldn't remember ever seeing the lab this clean before. 

After changing back to her usual lab outfit, Dr. Jackie discovered a note on her desk. "Dr. Jackie," the note said. "I cleaned your lab for you. I hope you like it." The note was signed "Maid Hyde." 

"It worked!" Dr Jackie exclaimed. She jumped up and down and hugged herself. She couldn't believe it. Her plan had worked perfectly. There was no longer anything that could stop her from resuming her research... 

Nothing, really? 

Chapter 3. In need of cleaning.

Dr. Jackie stood in the doorway of her lab, looking around. Now that her lab had been thoroughly cleaned by "maid Hyde", she was eager to get back to work. She took a deep breath, went over to her desk and sat down. She opened her laptop and started working on her research again. She worked for hours, lost in her work, preparing the protocol of the experiments needed to refine her understanding of the way the gene of cleanliness operates. She was focused on her research and forgot about everything else. 

Dr. Jackie worked late into the night, and was so focused on her work that she didn't notice the mess she was making. She spilled chemicals on the floor, broke a few beakers and spread paper everywhere. Finally, she stood up and stretched. She had been working for hours, but she was feeling good. Dr. Jackie had made good progress on her research, and she was excited to continue working on it. She knew that it would be a long and difficult journey, but she was determined to see it through. She was going to decipher the gene of cleanliness. 

Suddenly, Dr. Jackie looked around. There were papers everywhere, beakers and test tubes half-filled with chemicals. Dr. Jackie had previously never cared about the mess surrounding her, but this time she noticed and started to feel uncomfortable with the untidiness of her lab. At first, she tried to ignore her unease. She told herself that it didn't matter, that she was too busy working on her research to worry about cleaning up. But the more she ignored the mess, the worse it got. And the worse it got, the more uncomfortable she felt. She started to feel like she couldn't think straight. She couldn't focus on her work. She felt like she was surrounded by chaos. But at the same time, Dr. Jackie was still a slob so there was nothing she could do about it except creating even more chaos and messiness. 

After a week, Dr. Jackie couldn't take it anymore. There was only two days left before her interim report to the investor was due, but instead of working on the report, she stopped what she was doing and just stared at the mess. She realized that she had to do something, and fast. 

Dr. Jackie then realized that she had still some of the drug used to "summon" maid Hyde. "I suppose this is a job for maid Hyde", Dr. Jackie thought. She fetched the maid's uniform and put it on the desk along with a note. "Maid Hyde," the note said. "Please clean up the lab again." The note was signed "Dr. Jackie." 

Next, Dr. Jackie poured what was left of the drug into a glass and lifted it to her lips... 

Chapter 4. The investor. 

Dr. Jackie was sleeping at her desk, dressed in a maid's uniform, when, suddenly someone rang the doorbell. Dr. Jackie woke up in a start. The lab was spotless once again. "Well done, maid Hyde", Dr Jackie thought. 

The doorbell rang again. "Who could that be?" wondered Dr. Jackie. She quickly removed the maid's cap, hid the rest of the uniform under her lab coat and went to the entrance. She opened the door and found Mrs. Sara Smith, the powerful CEO of the cleaning company who was investing in her research. 

Mrs. Smith was a tall, imposing woman with a sharp tongue. She stood there, arms crossed, and looked angry. "Where's your interim report?" she demanded. 

"I'm still working on it," Dr. Jackie said. "I will pass it on Thursday morning, as agreed." 

"It's Thursday afternoon!" said Mrs. Smith. "I need it now, immediately, or you can kiss your funding goodbye!" 

Dr. Jackie realized that more than two days had passed since she last "summoned" maid Hyde. It was too late to write her report, so she decided to improvize. "Oh, the report", said Dr Jackie, "I actually have something better for you. Come in and I'll show you the latest findings from my research project. It will really help you understand the importance of my work." 

"I don't know, Dr. Jackie," Mrs Smith said. "I'm really busy today." 

"Please give it a try," Dr. Jackie insisted. "I think you'll be glad you did." 

Mrs. Smith sighed. "All right," she said. "I'll listen to you." 

Mrs. Smith listened attentively to Dr. Jackie's explanations. She was soon impressed by Dr. Jackie's knowledge and passion. Dr. Jackie explained her research to create a test to identify people whose genetic make-up makes excellent cleaners. She was convinced that such a test would help to greatly improve the quality of cleaning services. 

"How would you describe my lab?" Dr. Jackie suddenly asked. 

"The lab is spotless", replied Mrs Smith. "The floor is sparkling, the desks are clean and all the equipment shines." 

"And do you remember how dirty it was the last time you were here?" Dr. Jackie insisted. 

"Yes, I remember," said Mrs. Smith. "It was a real mess." 

"Let's just say the cleanliness gene is dominant in my new maid," explained Dr. Jackie. "She's exactly the kind of person my genetic test will detect in seconds with 100% accuracy." 

"That's impressive," admitted Mrs. Smith. "After listening to you and looking at your results, I'm confident that my investment is well worth it," said Ms. Smith. "I believe your test has the potential to revolutionize the cleaning industry." 

When she left, Mrs. Smith had agreed to continue funding Dr. Jackie's research, and Dr. Jackie had agreed to keep Mrs. Smith informed of her progress. 

Chapter 5. A messy lab. 

Dr Jackie's lab was a mess. Papers were scattered everywhere, beakers were overflowing with chemicals, and the floor is littered with garbage. It was like a tornado had hit the place. Dr Jackie herself was no better. She was wearing a stained lab coat and her hair was a mess. She had dark circles under her eyes and looked exhausted. 

"I can't believe I've done this," D. Jackie said to herself. "I've created more chaos in two day than I did in an entire week before." 

Dr. Jackie had been working on a new experiment. She had spilled chemicals, broken glassware, and even started a small fire. She'd been so focused on her work that she'd neglected everything else. But now, she could no longer concentrate on her work. All she could think about was the mess. She felt uncomfortable and ill at ease every time she looked at it. It was like a physical weight on her shoulders. She realized that the mess was a reflection of herself. She was a slob, and couldn't seem to help herself. She'd like to clean up, but she just couldn't. So there she stood, in the middle of the mess, feeling helpless and defeated. 

Dr. Jackie thought about how she had gotten to this point. She had always been a slob, but it had gotten much worse since she'd started transforming into maid Hyde. Previously, she also didn't care about the mess in her lab. She just wanted to get her work done and didn't see the point in wasting time cleaning up. But now, since maid Hyde became a part of her life, she found it increasingly difficult to tolerate the mess around her, to the point where she could no longer focus on her research. She didn't like what was happening to her, and was beginning to wonder whether her temporary transformations into maid Hyde were really safe. 

But then Dr. Jackie looked around and realized that she could no longer work in this mess. She was constantly tripping over things, and couldn't find anything. She was also starting to get headaches from the fumes of the chemicals. "This level of chaos is a safety hazard," she was forced to admit. "I need to clean this lab immediately." Dr. Jackie didn't want to summon maid Hyde again, but she understood that it was needed for the sake of her research. "I have no choice," she said to herself. "So I'll summon maid Hyde one last time. And then I'll hire a real maid to clean the lab from now on." 

After preparing the transformation drug, Dr. Jackie fetched the maid's uniform and placed it on the desk, along with a note. "Maid Hyde," the note said. "I need your help one last time. Please clean up the lab again." The note was signed "Dr. Jackie." Then Dr. Jackie poured some of the drug into a glass and lifted it to her lips... 

Chapter 6. Arguing with the maid. 

Dr. Jackie suddenly woke up, but something was wrong. The lab was still a mess. The tables were cluttered with equipment, and the floor was covered with dirt and debris. The mess made Dr. Jackie feel unwell. She had has trouble concentrating and even breathing. 

"Why is my lab still in such a state?" wondered Dr. Jackie. "Did maid Hyde not appear?" Then she realized that she was wearing the maid's uniform. She hadn't put in on by herself, at least not as Dr. Jackie, so surely maid Hyde had. 

Glancing at her desk, Dr. Jackie discovered a note left for her: "Dr. Jackie, I will clean your lab, but tell me first: what do you mean exactly by needing my help one last time?". And it was signed "Maid Hyde." 

Dr. Jackie was surprised. She'd never thought about maid Hyde as a person in her own right, with a will of her own. But now, maid Hyde was asking her a question. Dr. Jackie felt that she owed maid Hyde the truth, so she wrote another note: "Maid Hyde, I'm sorry to have to do this, but I'm letting you go. Your services will no longer be required after the cleaning. Thank you for your understanding," and she signed "Dr. Jackie." 

Dr. Jackie knew that, according to her calculations, the drug's effect could become permanent if taken four times in quick succession. So there should be no risk to her if she only took it a second time. Dr. Jackie knew that maid Hyde was the only one who could clean up the mess, so she reluctantly took a second sip of the drug... 

When she woke up, nothing had changed, except that a new note signed "Maid Hyde" had been left for her on the desk: "Dr. Jackie, I'm the best maid you've ever had. Why are you firing me?" 

Dr. Jackie found it increasingly hard to focus, but started to feel angry. She wrote another note, "Maid Hyde, I don't need to explain myself to you. Clean my lab one last time and go away forever" and signed "Dr. Jackie." Then she took a third sip of the drug... 

The lab was still a mess when Dr. Jackie woke up. There was a new note signed "Maid Hyde" on the desk: "Dr. Jackie, I can't accept your decision. You're going to regret this." 

Dr. Jackie was so affected by the mess that she could no longer think clearly. She began to write a final note: "Please maid Hyde, I beg you. Don't". She had intended to write "Don't leave the lab in this state", but she was too unwell and couldn't continue. Only maid Hyde could save her. She wasn't sure how many sips of the drug she'd already taken. Probably no more than two, she figured. 

Feeling that she was about to faint, Dr. Jackie took a fateful fourth sip of the drug... 

Chapter 7. Looking for Dr. Jackie. 

The following Monday, Mrs. Smith, the powerful CEO of a major cleaning company and main investor in Dr. Jackie's research, entered the lab, her heels clicking on the floor. The lab was spotless, but apparently empty. "Dr. Jackie?" Mrs. Smith called out. "I need to talk to you." There was no answer. Mrs. Smith looks around. "Hello?" she calls again. "Is anyone here?" 

Suddenly, a door opened and maid Hyde stepped out. She was dressed in her maid's uniform. "Can I help you?" she asked. 

Mrs. Smith paused for a moment, then looked maid Hyde up and down. "And who are you?" she asked. 

"I'm maid Hyde," she said. "I clean the lab." 

"Where's Dr. Jackie?" Mrs. Smith demanded. 

"I don't know," maid Hyde replied, "but I can answer any questions you may have about her research." 

Mrs. Smith gave maid Hyde a haughty look. "You're just a maid," she says. "You know nothing about research." 

Maid Hyde bristles. "I may be a maid," she said, "but I'm not stupid. I know a lot about Dr. Jackie's research." 

Mrs. Smith laughed. "That's a good one," she said. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to find Dr. Jackie." Mrs. Smith turned and walked away, leaving maid Hyde fuming. 

Two days later, on Wednesday, a police car pulled up in front of Dr. Jackie's lab. Two police officers got out of the car and approached the door. The Chief Superintendent had instructed them to locate Dr Jackie after Mrs Smith came to see him. The first officer knocked on the door. "Dr. Jackie?" he called out. "Are you in there?" There was no answer. The officer knocked again, louder this time. "Dr. Jackie?" he called out again. "It's the police. We need to speak with you." Still no answer. The officers exchanged a glance. Then they tried the door handle. It was unlocked. 

The officers opened the door and stepped inside. The lab was dark and silent. "Dr. Jackie?" the first officer called out again. "Are you here?" There was still no answer. The officers walked further into the lab. "Hello?" the officer called out. "Anybody there?" 

Finally, they heard a noise. It came from the back of the lab. The officers followed the noise and found maid Hyde mopping the floor. "Maid?" the officer asks. "Have you seen Dr. Jackie?" 

Maid Hyde looked up at the officers. "No," she said. "I haven't seen her." 

"Do you know where she is?" the officer asked. 

"No," maid Hyde replied. "She's not here." 

"When did you last see her?" the other officer asked. 

"Saturday, I think," maid Hyde said. "She left and never came back." 

The officers exchanged another glance. This was not a good sign. Dr. Jackie was a renowned scientist and her disappearance was suspicious. "Did she say where she was going?" the first officer asked. 

"No," maid Hyde explained. "She just said she wanted me to clean the lab." 

The officers exchanged another glance. They were starting to get suspicious. "Can you tell us anything else about her whereabouts?" the second officer insisted. 

"No," maid Hyde said. "I'm sorry, I can't help you." 

The officers were still suspicious, but they had no reason to suspect that the maid was involved in Dr. Jackie's disappearance. So they thanked maid Hyde and left the lab... 

Chapter 8. The police investigation. 

The police continued to investigate Dr. Jackie's disappearance. Her friends and colleagues were questioned, but no one had seen her since the previous week. The Chief Superintendent decided therefore to send his best officers to search the lab. When they arrived, maid Hyde was still there, cleaning the windows. 

"You told us that Dr. Jackie left the lab on Saturday. But why did she leave?" the chief officer asked maid Hyde. 

"I'm sorry," maid Hyde replied. "I don't know anything." 

The officers exchanged a glance. They didn't believe maid Hyde. They were convinced that she was hiding something. "We're going to need to search the lab," said the chief. 

Maid Hyde didn't say anything. She just stood there, watching the officers as they searched the lab. 

The officers searched the lab from top to bottom, but they couldn't find any clues as to Dr. Jackie's whereabouts. "We're going to need to take you with us to the station," the chief officer said to maid Hyde. "We have some more questions for you." 

Maid Hyde nodded. She understood that she could no longer avoid the police. 

The police took maid Hyde to the station. The police interrogation room was small and windowless. There was a table in the centre of the room, and two chairs on opposite sides. Maid Hyde was sitting in one of the chairs, her hands folded in her lap. Two police officers were sitting across from her. They were both in their early thirties, with serious expressions on their faces. 

"Maid Hyde," said the first police officer. "We're here to ask you some questions about Dr. Jackie's disappearance." 

"I don't know anything about her disappearance," maid Hyde replied. 

"We're not sure we believe you," said the second police officer. "There are things that don't add up in your story." 

"What things?" asked maid Hyde. 

"For one thing, you said Dr. Jackie left on Saturday and never came back," said the first police officer. "But her car is still parked in front of the lab." 

"I don't know why her car is still there," answered maid Hyde. "She didn't tell me about her plans." 

"And for another thing, we found Dr. Jackie's purse in the lab and it contained her ID card and driver's licence." 

"Maybe she forgot to take her purse," said maid Hyde. 

"We're going to need you to be more cooperative, maid Hyde," the first police officer explained. "If you don't cooperate, we're going to have to arrest you." 

"I'm cooperating," maid Hyde claimed. "I'm telling you everything I know." 

The police officers continued to interrogate maid Hyde for hours. They asked her the same questions over and over again, but she never changed her story. Finally, night fell and the exhausted officers decided to suspend the interrogation until the next morning. But maid Hyde was kept in custody, in the hope that a night in a cell would make her more talkative. 

Chapter 9. Trapped. 

The next day, maid Hyde was back to the brightly lit interrogation room. This time, she sat handcuffed to a metal table. Her maid's uniform was now dirty and wrinkled and she hadn't slept a wink during the night. The two policemen, detective Baker and detective Gordon, stand across from her. 

"Alright, maid Hyde," Baker said. "We're going to try this again. Where is Dr. Jackie?" 

Maid Hyde stared at the table, refusing to speak. Baker slammed a folder on the table in front of her. 

"These are the notes we found in the lab, on Dr. Jackie's desk," he said. "You were fired before she disappeared. It's here on a note left and signed by Dr. Jackie: 'Maid Hyde, I'm sorry to have to do this, but I'm letting you go. Your services will no longer be required'." 

"So what?" maid Hyde replied. "It's not a crime to be fired." 

"It is when you're the prime suspect in the kidnapping or murder of your employer." 

"I told you, I'm innocent. I don't know what happened to Dr. Jackie." 

"Really? Then why did you threaten Dr. Jackie?" Baker insisted. "It's here on this note, written and signed by your own hand: 'Dr. Jackie, I can't accept your decision. You're going to regret this'." 

"It was not a threat" maid Hyde tried to explain. "I just reminded Dr. Jackie that I was the best maid she's ever had and that she was never going to find a proper replacement." 

"Then how comes you did harm her? Dr. Jackie wrote it herself on her last unfinished note: 'Please maid Hyde, I beg you. Don't'." 

"You're crazy. I didn't do anything." 

Baker stands up and leans over the table, his face inches from maid Hyde's. "We know you had a motive. You were fired by Dr. Jackie before she disappeared. You were angry and resentful. You had the means, the motive, and the opportunity to commit this crime. We also have evidence that you threatened and did harm the victim." 

"I'm innocent! I swear to you, I had nothing to do with Dr. Jackie's disappearance." 

"Then where is she? Is she dead or alive?" 

"I don't know." 

"You're lying. You know exactly where she is." 

"I don't! 

Baker and Gordon exchanged a look. "Maid Hyde," Gordon said, "we're going to give you one more chance to tell us what you know. If you don't cooperate, we're going to charge you with murder." 

"I don't know anything! I'm innocent!" 

"Maid Hyde," Baker said, "you are under arrest for the murder or kidnapping of Dr. Jackie." "And now," Gordon declared, "we're going to ask you one more time. Where is Dr. Jackie?" 

"I don't know," maid Hyde replied. 

"Is she still alive?" Gordon insisted. 

"I don't know." 

The policemen looked at each other for a moment. "Very well" Gordon said. "But we're not done with you yet. We're going to keep you here until we find out where Dr. Jackie is."

"And if she's not alive," Baker added, "you're going to pay for what you did." 

They turned and left the room, leaving maid Hyde alone at the table. She looked down at the handcuffs on her wrists and sighed. She was trapped. 

Chapter 10. Looking for clues 

Detective Gordon and Detective Baker sat across from each other in the interrogation room, reviewing the case file of Dr. Jackie, a renowned geneticist who had mysteriously disappeared. The atmosphere was heavy with frustration as they had been stuck in a stalemate, unable to extract a confession from their prime suspect, maid Hyde. 

"Maid Hyde has been tight-lipped," Detective Gordon remarked, flipping through the interrogation transcripts. "I've tried every trick in the book, but she's not budging." Detective Baker nodded in agreement. "It's obvious that she has something to hide. The evidence against her is circumstantial, but it's too much to be ignored," he mused. They went over the details once again: maid Hyde had been fired by Dr. Jackie just before her disappearance, and she had threatened her employer in writing. "It all points to her," Detective Baker said, sighing. "But without a confession, we can't make this case stick." Detective Gordon drummed his fingers on the table, deep in thought. "There's got to be something we're missing," he muttered. 

The dimly lit interrogation room was filled with an air of tension as the two detectives meticulously examined the evidence file laid out before him. They were determined to crack this case and spent hours poring over the file, searching for any overlooked clues, any detail that could lead them to Dr. Jackie's whereabouts. 

As they delved deeper into the evidence, a particular piece caught the attention of Detective Gordon – the notes exchanged between Dr. Jackie and maid Hyde just before the disappearance. The notes were brief, containing only a few lines of text. Gordon looked at the note where maid Hyde threatened Dr. Jackie" and read it again: "Dr. Jackie, I can't accept your decision. You're going to regret this. [signed:] Maid Hyde." Something about this note suddenly struck Gordon as odd. He pulled out a sample of Dr. Jackie's handwriting. With trembling hands, he laid the two documents side by side, his eyes scanning the intricate strokes and curves of the letters. A gasp escaped his lips as the realization dawned upon him. The similarities were undeniable – the same slant, the same flourishes, the same idiosyncrasies. The note penned by maid Hyde bore an uncanny resemblance to the handwriting of the missing geneticist. It was as if the same hand had guided the pen. 

Could maid Hyde have forged Dr Jackie's handwriting to create a false trail or misdirect the police? But why, wondered Gordon, would maid Hyde forge notes that were incriminating for her? That wouldn't make sense. Or could it be Dr Jackie who had forged maid Hyde's handwriting before her disappearance? But if so why? 

Detective Baker, who had just left the room to check something, suddenly came back, looking restless. He showed the screen of his laptop to Gordon. The police officers were stunned. They couldn't believe what they were seeing... 

Chapter 11. A stunning discovery. 

Detective Gordon and Detective Baker peered intently at the fingerprint scanner's display on the laptop. The detectives exchanged a look of disbelief as they absorbed the implications. 

"It can't be," Gordon muttered, his voice barely a whisper. "There must be some mistake." 

Baker shook his head, his mind struggling to comprehend the shocking truth that lay before them. "The fingerprint analysis is clear," he said, his voice heavy with disbelief. "Maid Hyde's fingerprints are an exact match to Dr. Jackie's." 

The detectives had been working tirelessly on the case of Dr. Jackie, a renowned geneticist who had vanished without a trace. Maid Hyde, Dr. Jackie's former maid, had been their prime suspect, but without a confession or any concrete evidence, they had been unable to make a solid case. But now, with this new revelation, the puzzle seemed to be falling into place. The impossible was becoming reality, and the implications were staggering. If maid Hyde's fingerprints were identical to Dr. Jackie's, then the unthinkable had to be true: maid Hyde and Dr. Jackie were the same person. 

Maid Hyde was busy cleaning her cell when Detective Baker took her back to the interrogation room. "Maid Hyde," Detective Gordon began, his voice stern, "we have some new evidence in the case of Dr. Jackie's disappearance." Maid Hyde remained silent, her eyes fixed on the detectives. "This evidence," Detective Baker continued, "proves beyond a doubt that you are Dr. Jackie." Maid Hyde let out a gasp. "What are you talking about?" she exclaimed. "I'm not Dr. Jackie!" "Your fingerprints, maid Hyde," Detective Gordon said, sliding a document across the table. "They are an exact match to Dr. Jackie's." 

But maid Hyde still insisted that she was not Dr. Jackie. The police took her to the hospital, where she was examined by a psychiatrist who concluded that she might be suffering from a dissociative identity disorder. Dr. Jackie, he said, had likely created a second personality, maid Hyde, to cope with the stress of her job. A dissociative identity disorder was not a crime so the police considered the case to be solved. Maid Hyde, now identified by the police as being Dr. Jackie, was therefore free to go. 

Maid Hyde went back to Dr. Jackie's lab, and found it in a mess after it had been searched by the police several times. After putting on a clean maid's uniform, maid Jackie started to sweep up the trash, to mop the floor, to dust the furniture and to clean the equipment. It took her many hours but, when she was finished, the lab was clean again. 

Then, when maid Hyde was relaxing, after a cleaning job well done, someone suddenly rang the doorbell. Maid Hyde wasn't expecting anyone so she wondered who it could be. The doorbell rang again. Maid Hyde went to the entrance and opened the door...

to be continued...