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honorable discharge. My mother was so thankful that I wouldn’t be going back. I secretly felt like I was being benched on the side lines of a championship game. So, I decided I wanted to “serve and protect“. I was a regular beat cop, patrol, and an aspiring narcotics agent right out of the academy and I had a great partner. I called him Sarge. I did well, despite being so young. They said I had a knack for reading people, and had sharp survival instincts,” Mark looked intently at Detective Williams.
Detective Williams listened carefully, intrigued by his story.
“My father was never around. He and my mother divorced when I was eight. I saw him maybe once after that. It was just me, my mother, and my little sister Alice. She was only three years old when he left. I did the best I could to help take care of us. I stayed in school and when I turned twelve, I worked any job I could get to help put food on the table. I thought if I joined the Army, I would get my college paid for, and get out of Jersey. That only lasted a year. My mother had found out that she had breast cancer and didn’t tell me about it until after I had gotten home from the war. She died nine months later, just after I graduated from the Academy.”
“ I sort of, lost my moral compass and drowned my sorrows quite frequently. I met a woman at a bar and had a few one night stands with her and she became pregnant. We weren’t together or dating; nothing quite like that, so she decided to have an abortion. She just wanted to move on with her life, but by the time she got in there, the Dr. said she was too far along. I don’t believe in abortion, and I tried to reason with her. I was relieved when I heard the Doctors news. Her new plan was to give the baby up for adoption. She said it was her choice and I had nothing to do with it. So, my sister Alice and I convinced her that she could hand the baby over to us and walk away, no questions asked. She did just that. I decided that I loved that baby regardless of whether I was the real father or not. I wasn’t going to be like my father, and take off,” Mark paused.
“The state had a paternity test done, and she was, in fact, mine. Alice laughed and said, “as if there were any doubt! She’s a mini you!” Mark chuckled at the memory.
He started to feel his nose tingle, like accidently breathing in water in a swimming pool. Mark put his emotion in check and became serious again.
“I’m about to ask you something very important, Detective. I can sense that you’re honest and hardworking. But what I‘m wondering about you, is a bit more personal. How far would you go in order to bring justice to an innocent girl?” Mark asked seriously. “Would you go beyond the normal call of duty?”
Detective Williams was caught off guard, and looked directly at this curious man across from him.
“Of course I would, Mark. Do you suspect foul play?” He asked, fascinated.
“I SUSPECT a lot of things, but I’ll tell you what I KNOW. I know that things are never usually what they seem. I know that what happened to my daughter was no accident. I also know whose behind it, and I don‘t want them to get away with it,” Mark looked very calm, and confident.
The Detectives mind was trying to process this sudden revelation. Should he just keep this odd theory in the back of his mind and humor Mark? Maybe just keep a close eye on him, weighing more on the side of caution. Mark didn’t seem crazy. What if, this guy is telling the truth? He obviously believes it. What if, there was more to this case, than what there appeared to be, and if he was right, then this is a serious case. What if, it was his own daughter?” Williams thought quickly.
“Are you willing to help me investigate my daughter’s possible murder?” Mark asked frankly.
Mark’s vulnerability shone through in that fleeting moment.
Detective Williams listened carefully, intrigued by his story.
“My father was never around. He and my mother divorced when I was eight. I saw him maybe once after that. It was just me, my mother, and my little sister Alice. She was only three years old when he left. I did the best I could to help take care of us. I stayed in school and when I turned twelve, I worked any job I could get to help put food on the table. I thought if I joined the Army, I would get my college paid for, and get out of Jersey. That only lasted a year. My mother had found out that she had breast cancer and didn’t tell me about it until after I had gotten home from the war. She died nine months later, just after I graduated from the Academy.”
“ I sort of, lost my moral compass and drowned my sorrows quite frequently. I met a woman at a bar and had a few one night stands with her and she became pregnant. We weren’t together or dating; nothing quite like that, so she decided to have an abortion. She just wanted to move on with her life, but by the time she got in there, the Dr. said she was too far along. I don’t believe in abortion, and I tried to reason with her. I was relieved when I heard the Doctors news. Her new plan was to give the baby up for adoption. She said it was her choice and I had nothing to do with it. So, my sister Alice and I convinced her that she could hand the baby over to us and walk away, no questions asked. She did just that. I decided that I loved that baby regardless of whether I was the real father or not. I wasn’t going to be like my father, and take off,” Mark paused.
“The state had a paternity test done, and she was, in fact, mine. Alice laughed and said, “as if there were any doubt! She’s a mini you!” Mark chuckled at the memory.
He started to feel his nose tingle, like accidently breathing in water in a swimming pool. Mark put his emotion in check and became serious again.
“I’m about to ask you something very important, Detective. I can sense that you’re honest and hardworking. But what I‘m wondering about you, is a bit more personal. How far would you go in order to bring justice to an innocent girl?” Mark asked seriously. “Would you go beyond the normal call of duty?”
Detective Williams was caught off guard, and looked directly at this curious man across from him.
“Of course I would, Mark. Do you suspect foul play?” He asked, fascinated.
“I SUSPECT a lot of things, but I’ll tell you what I KNOW. I know that things are never usually what they seem. I know that what happened to my daughter was no accident. I also know whose behind it, and I don‘t want them to get away with it,” Mark looked very calm, and confident.
The Detectives mind was trying to process this sudden revelation. Should he just keep this odd theory in the back of his mind and humor Mark? Maybe just keep a close eye on him, weighing more on the side of caution. Mark didn’t seem crazy. What if, this guy is telling the truth? He obviously believes it. What if, there was more to this case, than what there appeared to be, and if he was right, then this is a serious case. What if, it was his own daughter?” Williams thought quickly.
“Are you willing to help me investigate my daughter’s possible murder?” Mark asked frankly.
Mark’s vulnerability shone through in that fleeting moment.
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