The Loss of Love and Truth by R Kenneth Donaldson

Author:R Kenneth Donaldson [Donaldson, R Kenneth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / General
Publisher: Outskirts Press
Published: 2020-04-03T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

It’s been three weeks since my father’s infamous dinner party. I haven’t been doing too much these past couple of weeks. Just doing some leg work for Minna on a couple of her cases. I can say it’s been truly boring.

My main concern, though, was that there was no news regarding Mitchell’s death. And I was beginning to think the only way it was going to get solved was if I did my own investigation.

While doing some work for Minna, I did find out a few bits of information about John. A friend of mine who works for North American Bank gave me a call one day to inform me that in the last six months, John’s bank account jumped from having a couple of thousand dollars to a couple of hundred thousand dollars.. Knowing full well that unless he hit the lottery, there was no way he could make that type of money on his salary.

“Tiffany, do you know if these deposits were made in cash or by checks?” “Hold on a minute, Trevor.”

I can hear Tiffany rapidly beating her computer keys.

“Well, three of the large deposits of over fifty thousand were made in cash.” “Thanks Tiffany, this helps alot.”

“Any time Trevor. I’m just glad that I can return one of my many favors to you.”

As much as I didn’t want to believe it, John kept coming up in my mind as a suspect. But, the question I kept asking myself was why in the hell did he feel it necessary to frame me? Well, there’s only one way to find out…I’m gonna have to ask him.

It’s around three o’clock on Wednesday and I’m sitting in the office when Michelle buzzes me. I pick up the receiver.

“Yes, Michelle?” I answer.

“Mr. Morrows, uh, excuse me, Trevor, John Langston’s on the phone.” “Thanks, Michelle.”

I quickly press the other line.

“Hello, John. Thanks for calling me back after three days.” I say sarcastically. “I’m sorry, T. I’ve been extremely busy. What’s up?’

“Listen, we need to talk. Is it possible you can meet with me around say 6?”

“Sure, I think I can manage that. What’s this about?”

“I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to go over it on the phone.” “Okay fine. Where do you wanna meet?”

“How about that little diner on 14th street?”

“Sounds good. I’ll see you then.”

One of the things that helped me in my career as a police detective is that I am able to read people. By asking the right questions, I can pretty much tell if a person is lying or telling the truth. Though it’s hard as hell for me to believe that John could be involved in this, I had to find out for sure. I needed to be extra careful though, because John knows me too well. He’ll know what I’m up to if I give away my hand too quickly.

Around 5:55 I walk in the diner on 14th street and look quickly around. I can see John in a booth in the back of the diner.

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