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the document analyst at Silver Springs working on it and translating the sections of it that are not in English.”
The rest of our lunch meeting was spent discussing the various aspects of the case . We all agreed on the surface, it was an easy case against the cult members , even though three of them denied being there . Emily Vance put the teens ru n ning out of the cave after the murder, and that was critical .
Sydney Sergeant stated she walked in on Damien holding the sword, and the investigators found Damien’s bloody print on the handle . But the unknown fingerprint would certainly be used by the defense , so Detective Chase needed to collect and analyze all points of the case before making any determination about who was guilty . Th e fact that Damien , Victoria and Camber outright denied their presence in the cave the night of the murder was complicating things, even with the growing evidence that pointed otherwise.
After the meeting adjourned, Agent Bronson escorted me home where I spent the rest of the day attempting to analyze the data we collected and ran experiments on in the lab on Friday night. I tried to keep my mind off my stressors .
To no avail, I begged and pleaded with Agent Bronson , as well as my father , to take me to the hospital to visit Janice , but she wasn’t allowed visitors , and with Gerald Smith still on the loose, I wasn’t permitted to leave the house until Monday to go to school.
I called the hospital and asked for Janice’s room , but the attending nurse told me she was unable to come to the phone, s he was asleep. My mother said she had been diagnosed with bacterial meningitis. I looked it up . Of course, the description deemed it a medical emergency, giving details of how the layers surrounding her brain and spinal cord were infected with bacteria. The mortality rates were variable, depending upon the strain of bacteria that infected her . I a ssumed she’d be undergoing some painful tests I read about , and my heart ached for her .
Luminal was still being detained at the vet’s office for observation . I missed my furry best friend . I spent Sunday in my room, lights off, watching scary movies and avoiding Haley like the bubonic plague . I would have snap ped if she had antagonized me in such a fragile state.
Fighting urges to call Wolfe to reveal how I felt about him ; I shuddered at the replays in my head of how hurt I was when he defended Camber. Realizing I would sound jealous, maybe even psychotic — I figured the best course of action would be to allow things to play out organically. If he chose to speak to me, he would call . Monday morning could not come soon enough.
The morning sunbeams rushed in and I scampered around to get ready, rushing o ff to school an hour early, my handsome black suit following closely behind. As I pulled into the parking lot, I was shocked to find multiple police cars parked with their red - and - blue lights flashing. After slamming the car into park, I jumped out of my car and rushed over to the agent’s Lincoln —he was v iewing a report on his iPad. He unlocked his doors and pointed to the passenger’s seat. I scrambled inside, shutting the car door, amazed by the cleanliness of his car.
“Do you think it’s Gerald Smith? ” I said frantically.
“No, Fiona . I’d have heard something if it were . They are following a few leads on Gerald, but cannot seem to locate him as of yet. Let me find out what is going on , sit tight.”
I had never seen a car as spotless as Agent Bronson’s . The dashboard was oiled, the fragrance in the car was more than sensational — a spicy , clean pine aroma. His floor mats were unsoiled, meticulously vacuumed with stripes — not a speck of dust. A supremely soft classical mel ody played from his car stereo.
He i mmediately got on the phone to find out what had happened at school. Moments later, a girl with platinum curly locks was escorted outside by officers. She was handcuffed and placed
The rest of our lunch meeting was spent discussing the various aspects of the case . We all agreed on the surface, it was an easy case against the cult members , even though three of them denied being there . Emily Vance put the teens ru n ning out of the cave after the murder, and that was critical .
Sydney Sergeant stated she walked in on Damien holding the sword, and the investigators found Damien’s bloody print on the handle . But the unknown fingerprint would certainly be used by the defense , so Detective Chase needed to collect and analyze all points of the case before making any determination about who was guilty . Th e fact that Damien , Victoria and Camber outright denied their presence in the cave the night of the murder was complicating things, even with the growing evidence that pointed otherwise.
After the meeting adjourned, Agent Bronson escorted me home where I spent the rest of the day attempting to analyze the data we collected and ran experiments on in the lab on Friday night. I tried to keep my mind off my stressors .
To no avail, I begged and pleaded with Agent Bronson , as well as my father , to take me to the hospital to visit Janice , but she wasn’t allowed visitors , and with Gerald Smith still on the loose, I wasn’t permitted to leave the house until Monday to go to school.
I called the hospital and asked for Janice’s room , but the attending nurse told me she was unable to come to the phone, s he was asleep. My mother said she had been diagnosed with bacterial meningitis. I looked it up . Of course, the description deemed it a medical emergency, giving details of how the layers surrounding her brain and spinal cord were infected with bacteria. The mortality rates were variable, depending upon the strain of bacteria that infected her . I a ssumed she’d be undergoing some painful tests I read about , and my heart ached for her .
Luminal was still being detained at the vet’s office for observation . I missed my furry best friend . I spent Sunday in my room, lights off, watching scary movies and avoiding Haley like the bubonic plague . I would have snap ped if she had antagonized me in such a fragile state.
Fighting urges to call Wolfe to reveal how I felt about him ; I shuddered at the replays in my head of how hurt I was when he defended Camber. Realizing I would sound jealous, maybe even psychotic — I figured the best course of action would be to allow things to play out organically. If he chose to speak to me, he would call . Monday morning could not come soon enough.
The morning sunbeams rushed in and I scampered around to get ready, rushing o ff to school an hour early, my handsome black suit following closely behind. As I pulled into the parking lot, I was shocked to find multiple police cars parked with their red - and - blue lights flashing. After slamming the car into park, I jumped out of my car and rushed over to the agent’s Lincoln —he was v iewing a report on his iPad. He unlocked his doors and pointed to the passenger’s seat. I scrambled inside, shutting the car door, amazed by the cleanliness of his car.
“Do you think it’s Gerald Smith? ” I said frantically.
“No, Fiona . I’d have heard something if it were . They are following a few leads on Gerald, but cannot seem to locate him as of yet. Let me find out what is going on , sit tight.”
I had never seen a car as spotless as Agent Bronson’s . The dashboard was oiled, the fragrance in the car was more than sensational — a spicy , clean pine aroma. His floor mats were unsoiled, meticulously vacuumed with stripes — not a speck of dust. A supremely soft classical mel ody played from his car stereo.
He i mmediately got on the phone to find out what had happened at school. Moments later, a girl with platinum curly locks was escorted outside by officers. She was handcuffed and placed
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