The Truth.

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                                                                  By Esther McLain.




            I spend the rest of the night trying to work.   But the clock seems slower then ever morning can't                    come fast enough! I put away the files that I'm working on and pull out the reports from that night I"v read them so many times I could quote them word perfect. (Well almost) Reading them again probably won't help but its all I can do. For now.     The alarm clock rings scaring me half to death. (Its kind of a relief to have to stop reading.)  About an hour later I pull into the parking lot at work I grab my  brief case and head for the door.     My best friend abby jogs up next to me "hey did you hear I won the case isn't that great!" Yah thats awesome I say When did you find out?  Just now what's up you look kind of blue? I'm okay! but the night mars are back and I don't know why.   does there have to be a why abby asks. Yes and I need to know why. Okay! can we talk about this over dinner cause  I need to get to work and you do to!    sure what time should I get there?      Around seven ish   unless something comes up.  I'll call you if Therese a problem and you do the same.   okay gotta go see you later.   I walk to my office and sit down another day of work begins.      My last client leaves at six fifty and I prepare to leave but right as I'm walking out the door my boss calls "there are some people here to see you can you come to my office" sure! on my way to his office I call abby and tell her I'll be late.   I enter the office and see two men in suites sitting with the boss They all stand when they see me America this is Mr Apps and Mr Raider they wold like to ask you some questions it shouldn't take to long!   Both men shake my hand then we all sit down. We under stand that you where there when your father was killed is this true?   Yes!    And you herd the people who killed him talk. (This wasn't a question!)    If you herd there voices again wold you recognize them?    Yes I wold!   We have a recording we want you to listen to. And tell us if its one of them can you do that for us?   Sure!   They play it do you recognize The voice ? Yes!  But its not one of those men.   Who is it then they ask.  Its an old friend of dads.




                    To Be Continued!