more concerned,
too much just doesn't add up and so far his private investigator
hasn't turned up much.
The autopsy results for Cybil were returned
the last week of October. Cybil was murdered and brutally sexually
assaulted. She had been dead before her car was pushed into the
quarry. Frank Gibbon's fingerprints were all over the car and his
DNA was also found. But even the fact that Frank Gibbons probably
murdered Cybil doesn't help Jana's case.
Jana owned the gun that killed Frank Gibbons
and she had gun powder residue on her hands when she was picked up
by the police. It is going to be a close call if they can't prove
someone took the gun out of Jana's car.
His only hope will be to claim self defense.
He has the witnesses to the argument inside the restaurant and with
the pictures of the bruises on her face and arms, he can probably
get the jury to buy self defense. He just doesn't know how Jana
will feel about claiming self defense. She says she had already
left before Frank was shot and he believes her. Please God, we need a miracle.
Early on Tuesday morning before Thanksgiving,
Jacob's cell phone rings.
"Jacob Murray"
"Hey Jacob, this is Bill Hargess from Dillon
Montana."
"Hey Bill, what's up?" Jacob's heart begins
pounding with hope.
"We picked up a petty thief last night
breaking into cars at The Blue Dolphin, that restaurant where Frank
Gibbons was killed. His name is Billy Bragg. You need to talk to
him. He has some information you need to hear."
"I'll be in Dillon in a couple of hours and
Bill thanks for calling me."
Jacob left within the hour. He called the
airport to ready the jet before going downstairs for breakfast. He
has decided not to say anything to Jana until he knows what
information Billy Bragg has for him. He just left word for her that
he is going to be out of town for most of the day.
When he walks into the jail, Bill Hargess
greets him warmly, "Hello Jacob. I'll bring him to the
interrogation room."
"Bill, please video this interview for me"
requests Jacob.
"Sure, I'll be happy to. I'll be right back"
says the Sheriff.
When Billy Bragg walks in the interrogation
room, Jacob stands and introduces himself. He is a slimy looking
character. Skinny, short, and dirty, he smells to high heaven.
After shaking his hand, Jacob has a strong urge to go straight to
the restroom and wash his hands.
"Good morning, Billy, my name is Jacob
Murray. I understand you have some information about the night
Frank Gibbons was shot."
Taking a seat at the table across from Jacob,
Billy shrugs, "Yeah, I was in the parking lot that night. I saw a
lot of what happened. I didn't say nothing before because I was
taking stuff out of the cars and I didn't want to get caught."
With that statement Jacob's senses go on full
alert. He calmly replies, "Really, what exactly did you see that
night Billy?"
Billy replies, "I saw that pretty blonde lady
run out of the restaurant. That guy, the one that got shot, was
chasing her. When he caught up he grabbed her arm and threw her up
against the side of a car. He was kissing her and pawing around on
her and then she busted him in the balls. He grabbed her again
before she could get in the car and hit her across the face, hard.
She fell down. When he leaned down to grab her again somebody
yelled his name. He looked up then bolted for his truck."
Jacob cautiously asks, "I want to make sure I
have this right. You saw him hit her?"
"Yep, I saw him hit her across the face,
hard," answers Billy.
"And somebody yelled his name and then you
saw him run toward his truck?" Jacob repeats.
"Yep," says Billy.
"What did the blonde lady do then?" asks
Jacob.
"She got in her car as fast as she could and
left, burned rubber in the process," answers Billy.
"And did you see what happened next?" asks
Jacob.
"I heard a gunshot and I split. I wasn't
hanging around to see who was shootin' up the place." says
Billy
"Are you sure that the blonde lady had
already left the parking lot when
too much just doesn't add up and so far his private investigator
hasn't turned up much.
The autopsy results for Cybil were returned
the last week of October. Cybil was murdered and brutally sexually
assaulted. She had been dead before her car was pushed into the
quarry. Frank Gibbon's fingerprints were all over the car and his
DNA was also found. But even the fact that Frank Gibbons probably
murdered Cybil doesn't help Jana's case.
Jana owned the gun that killed Frank Gibbons
and she had gun powder residue on her hands when she was picked up
by the police. It is going to be a close call if they can't prove
someone took the gun out of Jana's car.
His only hope will be to claim self defense.
He has the witnesses to the argument inside the restaurant and with
the pictures of the bruises on her face and arms, he can probably
get the jury to buy self defense. He just doesn't know how Jana
will feel about claiming self defense. She says she had already
left before Frank was shot and he believes her. Please God, we need a miracle.
Early on Tuesday morning before Thanksgiving,
Jacob's cell phone rings.
"Jacob Murray"
"Hey Jacob, this is Bill Hargess from Dillon
Montana."
"Hey Bill, what's up?" Jacob's heart begins
pounding with hope.
"We picked up a petty thief last night
breaking into cars at The Blue Dolphin, that restaurant where Frank
Gibbons was killed. His name is Billy Bragg. You need to talk to
him. He has some information you need to hear."
"I'll be in Dillon in a couple of hours and
Bill thanks for calling me."
Jacob left within the hour. He called the
airport to ready the jet before going downstairs for breakfast. He
has decided not to say anything to Jana until he knows what
information Billy Bragg has for him. He just left word for her that
he is going to be out of town for most of the day.
When he walks into the jail, Bill Hargess
greets him warmly, "Hello Jacob. I'll bring him to the
interrogation room."
"Bill, please video this interview for me"
requests Jacob.
"Sure, I'll be happy to. I'll be right back"
says the Sheriff.
When Billy Bragg walks in the interrogation
room, Jacob stands and introduces himself. He is a slimy looking
character. Skinny, short, and dirty, he smells to high heaven.
After shaking his hand, Jacob has a strong urge to go straight to
the restroom and wash his hands.
"Good morning, Billy, my name is Jacob
Murray. I understand you have some information about the night
Frank Gibbons was shot."
Taking a seat at the table across from Jacob,
Billy shrugs, "Yeah, I was in the parking lot that night. I saw a
lot of what happened. I didn't say nothing before because I was
taking stuff out of the cars and I didn't want to get caught."
With that statement Jacob's senses go on full
alert. He calmly replies, "Really, what exactly did you see that
night Billy?"
Billy replies, "I saw that pretty blonde lady
run out of the restaurant. That guy, the one that got shot, was
chasing her. When he caught up he grabbed her arm and threw her up
against the side of a car. He was kissing her and pawing around on
her and then she busted him in the balls. He grabbed her again
before she could get in the car and hit her across the face, hard.
She fell down. When he leaned down to grab her again somebody
yelled his name. He looked up then bolted for his truck."
Jacob cautiously asks, "I want to make sure I
have this right. You saw him hit her?"
"Yep, I saw him hit her across the face,
hard," answers Billy.
"And somebody yelled his name and then you
saw him run toward his truck?" Jacob repeats.
"Yep," says Billy.
"What did the blonde lady do then?" asks
Jacob.
"She got in her car as fast as she could and
left, burned rubber in the process," answers Billy.
"And did you see what happened next?" asks
Jacob.
"I heard a gunshot and I split. I wasn't
hanging around to see who was shootin' up the place." says
Billy
"Are you sure that the blonde lady had
already left the parking lot when
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