Max went down into the basement and to the room that was well monitored. He scanned his id and then walked into the surprise of the people who worked in there. It wasn’t often that someone came down there in person. They looked at him like he was an alien of some sort. He grinned and knew he was being the one who was out of place.
“Hi,” Max said. “I have a case where one of my main suspects might have been involved with a lawsuit that was probably criminal but more likely civil dealing with an underage female.”
“If the suspect is not in jail, it was probably civil.” One of the men said as he pushed up his glasses.
“That was what I was thinking,” Max said as he looked at the four people that were in the room, still staring at him. “Is there a way for me to access the trial notes?”
“If it was not crimina
The receptionist poked her head in about an hour later while Max was laid back in his chair and reading one of the files. If it hadn’t been a crime against a child or teenager, in this case, it would have made for some interesting reading. It turned his stomach, but he was intrigued by how this man had gotten off on so many charges of the years.“Your interview is here in room three.” She said, and he nodded.“Thank you. I do have one more coming in a bit later. Again just let me know after you place them.” Max said.“Why not when they get here?” She asked which was the normal thing most people did.“All of these people have been hiding the truth about something horrible for years. I want them to almost think they are here for themselves. It is a phycological trick to get them to open up a little bit more. I wish I could charge them, but nothing would s
Max walked out of the interview room and looked at his watch. He had a few minutes before the next interviewee would be there to be placed in the room. He knew the receptionist would do it the way he said, so he went out the back for a minute to get a breath of fresh air. He had a lot of new little details to go over.He knew this was complicated in the end, and a lot of people were involved, but this was the last of the fact-finding he had to do. The little details about Samantha and her relationships would be the ones that were the nails that held the box shut for the people really involved in her death. It wasn’t a normal case. He had already narrowed down the suspect list to two people. He would ask the questions and go where the answers would lead.The next interview was the last. It was the last for many reasons. This person was probably involved from the time that Max was in ways. It was
Max walked in, and the person looked at him blankly. Max took out the recorder he had been using and placed it on the table. “For the record, I am Detective Max Anderson.”“I know who you are, dipshit.” The person said.“I know that as well. For the record, your name is?” Max prompted as he says down.“You know my name.” The person said.“I do, but can you please state it?” Max said. “This is for the transcripts for the DA. He won’t know your name unless you say it.”“Why don’t you say it?” The person stated.“Because it is nice for them to hear that the person would answer an easy question such as your name without being the dumbass that you are,” Max said as he looked at the person.“You called me a dumbass?” The person asked as they looked at Max. “Can
Max looked at his brother, and he could see that he had not grown into a better man like Max had. He was the same as he always was. The favorite child in a family of two. He could have anything that he wanted, and he was given everything. Their parents had loved him more. It was plain in the way they had watched over him but never seemed to care about what Max had done.This was not the time to deal with that. Max took a breath, and he then steadied himself for this. “Tell me how you knew her now.”“I didn’t,” Michael said as he looked at his brother.“I have people who put you two together as close as a week before she died. You want to try again?” Max asked as he looked at the man his brother was.“Well, if you already know, then why ask?&r
Max sat in his living room that he now had poster boards hanging everywhere. This was the one time that he didn’t have someone there to tell him he was making a mess. He already knew, but this was the best way to show how he got the evidence and how the clues all fit together. He was happily sticking things on the fourth poster board and knew this case was going to have at least fifteen to possibly twenty. It was also there to show how so many players had a hand in her death, but they were not the ones who pulled the trigger. He could see that person clearly. Though it was not going to be easy to show that. That is why he knew he had to do all of this. Like he said to the captain, he needed a week to be able to prove to himself and then to everyone else he had the right person in his sights. At
More and more, the boards were coming to life in front of him. He knew this was the only way he could show the things that he knew. He could tell someone something but this way, he could show. There were a lot of few little nuances that only people who grew up in the area would know. It was also how people thought of each other and the overlap with Samantha.Everyone, it seemed, had some sort of motive to finally be the one to pull the trigger. There were more people involved in the events leading up to the actual murder. At one point, he needed to actually separate each person and look at each of them. He also had to build the timeline, which excluded quite a few people because they all had iron-clad alibies. The fact that a major event that was a charity was going on for the total time that the event happened. The corner was
Max walked into the station house feeling better than he had ever when having to give one of these presentations to people. He had the boards, and he placed them in his office. People were wide-eyed when they saw the stacks of them. He knew he was going to be put through the wringer as well. He only hoped that he could make his case, and the DA who was as hard as nails would bend to see everything. The small details in things were the entire case.That was a huge thing. Though he hoped with the arrest, the last few details would come out like the smoking gun, so to speak. The case was so multifaceted that there were things that could be overlooked. However, some of them he hoped to find still. This wasn’t the end of it.It was just another chapter. He walked into the Captain’s
“You do realize they are going to come for you on defense on this.” The DA stated.“I know,” Max said with a smile. “The best evidence though that proves what I said was actually handwritten from the victim herself.”“What?” The DA asked.“She had a detailed journal,” Max said. “She wrote everything down. When I say everything, I mean everything from dates and times to what she did that day. She then goes on a rant or two about the things that were going on in her life and how they all stemmed from the past. Your best witness to all of this is the victim herself.”“I see.” The DA said. “Now, what is this all about?”“This is to show how many people could have had a hand in it,” Max said. “But it also