The Unresolved Mystery of Reika Summers

Page Four

"First of all, don't yell at me without having a good reason besides defending your wife when you know that's what the facts lead to. Secondly don't you dare say anything about me and Holder when you know nothing about him!! We are serious with each other, but we don't show everyone else because it's none of anyone's business!" Miller shouts and balls her hands into fists trying to control her anger.

Summers looked down once again sighing in the process and then looking back at her. "Your right I'm sorry," Summers said in a defeated tone, fully knowing that arguing with her won't help their case at all.

Miller took a deep breath and unclenched her fists. "And I'm sorry for not considering your feelings when I spoke, but you also have to understand that nothing is perfect," Miller responded in yet again modest tone.

Summers nodded knowing she was right, and he just had to talk it out with Reika, hopefully getting some information.

A few hours later after they checked the crime scene and got people's reports, they make their plans. Their plan is to have Summers go home and talk to Reika to see if she will say anything, and if anything happens Miller will be waiting in a car to see how it unfolds.

Once Summers got home, he kept his jacket on and shoes, waiting for his wife to walk through the door. After about an hour, Reika still didn't show up. Miller even tried to call her, but she hung up right away, Reika also did that with Summers, and she always answers him. Miller sent a text to Summers telling him to get in the car. Summers quickly leaves his house not before locking the door, and he gets in the car.