The process of the truth

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  Although I helped the chief, she seemed unsure of my story. Which prompted her to search more about me. As she went first to my grandmother's house, which I claimed I had burned, while it was in a sound body. She entered the house and started searching room by room. After she got to my room, she checked the place carefully; certainly, the trash, where she found an empty medicine box with 'Ritalin' written on it. Which increased her suspicions.

Immediately after that examination, she went in search of Paulina. She found her with Carl in a coffee; she approached next to them and then introduced herself, referring to the Interpol card:

-"Mrs. Paulina? This is Hani Lindbergh, from Europol. I want to ask you some questions."

- "Okay...". She replied surprised.

-"Do you know Alan? Hernendez? He says you were at the same school as him."

- "Allan Angel?" She answered sarcastically and mockingly. "Are you talking about that stranger? Excuse me, but why is that?"

The president calmly replied:

-"Allan is now under the supervision of the German Federal Police. He said that, over the past months, you two have spent a lot of time together."

- "What did he say?". She replied sharply. "He is crazy. I will never meet someone like him." No sooner had she finished her words than she left.

All of this was enough to create a fog around her thoughts. She became confused. She could not distinguish whether I was sincere or not. In order to be sure again, she visited the doctor who is supervising my grandmother, and then she entered into a discussion with him:

-"Do you know Allan? Engel?"

The doctor replied:

-"Yes, since he was a child. I took care of his mother."

- "What can you tell me about him?".

-"A loner? There is nothing strange about his story."

The president added:

- "His mother committed suicide?"

-"Allan grew up in an uncertain environment. His mother suffered from identity disorder."

- "Schizophrenia?"

-"No. Multiple personality. She has multiple personalities that mirror herself. Her life depended on drugs. She could not take it anymore in the end."

The president asked suspiciously:

-"Did the disease pass on to her son?"

Surprised, the doctor replied:

- "Probably".

- "What is the reason?".

- "It may be due to a tendency to other substances, or to some medications. There are medications that cause this problem."

Without realizing it, the president took out the empty Ritalin box from her pocket, and then added to her words:

- "Ritalin?"

- "Ritalin is one of them."

Hearing that answer caused a strong shock to her heart, she was then distracted, and her facial expressions changed. I stood up in shock, then, she took heavy steps to check on my grandmother who was under hospital care. Next to my grandmother's bed was the box containing three bullet casings, which confirmed her suspicions. Those covers date back to World War II.

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