Dying to Remember: The Station Series 2 by Trish Marie Dawson

Author:Trish Marie Dawson [Dawson, Trish Marie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Pretty Little Weeds Publishing
Published: 2014-01-12T05:00:00+00:00

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A full hour later and we are finally sitting inside the house in the main living area with half a dozen officers…some plain-clothed, some in uniform.

"Tell me again what happened, Miss?" asks a short man with a portly midsection while he scribbles furiously on a small notepad.

It's okay. Tell the truth. Take a deep breath, and just…tell them everything.

Her throat clenches tight as she attempts to keep from bursting into tears again, but after a few deep breaths she is able to clear her throat and speak, "I told you; we were arguing and when I went to walk away he grabbed me, started choking me and I didn't think he'd let go. He had me by the hair and all I could do was kick or scratch him, so I tried that and finally…he let go of me. Then…then…" she stops briefly, giving her voice a chance to recover. "And then…I must have gotten his eye pretty bad because he yelled and stumbled backwards. He just fell over the wall."

"So, you didn't push him over the wall?" The short detective peers up at her over his notepad to gauge her reaction.

"No! I told you, he stumbled backwards. I was already trying to run away. It wasn't my fault!"

"Right. Well, he could have easily lost his balance had you pushed him."

"Don’t respond to that, Jessica," says a man hovering behind the sofa in a suit just as expensive as Jess's fathers, if not more so. He turns toward the Detective with a warning glance and says flatly, "She's already answered your question, move on."

"Relax, you know I have to ask," sighs the detective before flipping his notepad shut and tucking it tenderly into the breast pocket of his jacket.

"This was clearly a case of self-defense, Detective Manning, nothing more," says the man whom I now understand to be the family attorney.

"Well, that may appear to be the case but we need to finish doing our job. You'll hear from me soon. And Mr. and Mrs. Levy, please don’t leave town, got it?" The Detective shuffles out of the room after speaking to a few of the uniformed officers and slowly the group of various officials begin to clear out of the house. Chris's body was long ago loaded onto an ambulance, and now that they have Jess's informal statement on record, there wasn't much to do here.

"Oh, this is just fantastic!" Mommy Dearest breaks the silence first by throwing her slender arms up into the air while she begins to pace behind the sofa that we sit on.

"Mom, it wasn't my fault. I didn't mean for this to happen," Jess whimpers. Her mind races at the same speed as her blood, and a thought carries along with it…Jess wished it had been her that had died.

"It was an accident, Jessica. We understand." Her father pats her shoulder awkwardly, unsure of how to comfort his daughter.

"An accident?! We just found a dead boy on our property, Jules! A dead boy! Oh my God.

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