The Murder

14th Chapter

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Ask for Frank come to House of Eve. I needed another person, especially to check out the impartial that I had to check it out. Since I saw the forensic report was with a flea behind the ear. Kept hammering away all the time.

We arrived at the home of Eva earlier. I was the same way. I went to the bedroom and tweaked the wardrobe. As I suspected the clothes were there. Separated. Passed and stored. But that's not sufficient to exonerate Dalia and John, I needed more.

- Douglas, what are you looking for here? – asked me Frank.

- Bread Crumbs. Breadcrumbs to make a trail. - answered.

I think Frank thought I had gone crazy. Maybe he was, but I had just seen the first oat bran. It was something, but I wanted more.

Did you bring the camera that I ordered?

- Yes, I did. – He replied.

- Great. Take a picture wide open wardrobe, of every room. The dressing table, the bed.

But the skill has already done it.

- Please, do it. For me. I know what I'm doing.

And like a bloodhound dog looking for his prey I left the House looking. But it was in the kitchen that gave a slap on my head.

- Wright here. Take a picture of it here. And I pointed to where were the cutlery and knives. And where was a set with several knives.

I told him what I had found. Not at that moment. I was excited and now I had gotten two sharps. I was excited about the discovery. Finally I had begun to think that could exonerate the children.

We returned to the station and from there went to the women's prison, where she was talking to Dahlia. I needed to know what she did that day. do a reconstruction of his footsteps. The John I knew. According to him, had not left the room the whole day, because I was playing video games.

I arrived at the Prison, and went to talk to the principal, a Penitentiary Agent I knew for a long time. I need to talk to Dahlia and she took us to a room reserved for interrogations. We were alone. Me and Dahlia. After a long embrace, where she cried until no more tears, and then to comfort her, sat.

- How are you? Are treating you well?

- As far as possible I'm fine. The Director put me in a cell with some prey more provisional legal, of small crimes, so no one made me sick.

- Very good. I'm working to get you and John of their arrests. But I want you to look me in the eye and tell me that it wasn't you who killed Eva.

- NOT! Never! -Dahlia was with the frightened eyes and shook his head negatively.

- Very well. I believe in you and John. But I need to know how your day was when Eve was killed.

Dahlia wiped away tears with his shirt, gave a sigh and responded.

- The other day I woke up early to go to school and when I got helped make lunch. John woke up late as usual and stayed in the room. We had lunch; we talked about end-of-year vacation, as it would be if we could travel. Mother Eve said she was thinking of buying one of those appliances so that John could hear. And she was very happy. We were very happy. After lunch I got to say goodbye to John and went to English class. When I got there was that all hell and Mommy Eva dead in the room and the officers holding the John. I didn't know what to do; I was and am still scared about all of this. Douglas, WE DON'T KILL MOTHER EVE.

I know honey. And we will prove it. Eva said anything, would visit that day?

I don't remember right. Wait ... Yes. She said she'd visit afternoon and would make some cookies with tea to take. I just don't remember if she said who it was.