My dad?
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Was Susan's death connected to my father?
Why didn't he notify anyone that he saw Susan that night if he was innocent?
Lewis claims that she got into his car. Did he take her with him?
If so, where?
Was he attempting to assist her in getting home? Or did he have other plans?
I need to know if he arrived in the automobile that evening. It's very possible that he won't be there to pick her up. It can be someone who wants to point the finger at him or who borrowed his car.
I could ask him personally, but having him involved wouldn't be ideal. He'll find out that I'm making my investigation.
Sit in front of my laptop in my room and try harder and harder to come up with a solution.
If I could get a chance to drive his car, I could verify it and then check to see if he was inside or not.
I called my dad...
"Dad!"
scour the entire home.
After a short while, I saw him sitting in front of a computer in his office. centered on completing a task. I never really imagined my dad working full-time on a computer. Working with it never really piqued his interest.
"Hello dad..."
"Andy, come in."
He pulls the chair back and gets up from the seat holding a drink.
"I wanted to call you, Andy. I appreciate your presence."
"Sure. What's that?"
"I know, I can understand... We are all experiencing difficult circumstances. Your uncle's daughter was lost. Practically, I raised her alongside you with your mother. She never stopped acting more like a daughter than a daughter.
I could feel the watering in his eyes.
Then he says, "Look, son. When you discovered her lifeless body, I had a breakdown. I never dreamed I would lose Susan, my little demon... We will visit Susan's grave tomorrow to say our final goodbyes. received police reports, and they were prepared to deliver the body."
"Wow. I can finally glimpse her face one last time now."
"Yes, one last time... Please make tomorrow a successful day. You are free to enroll in college whenever you are prepared. But every day, I'll be dropping and picking you up."
He truly laments.
I'm not sure how to understand him at the moment. He was telling the truth with his eyes.
"I'll take care of it, dad," I said.
"Grab the money and the car keys. I had already spoken to your uncle. Ask the priest to show up early tomorrow by paying him in cash in the yard. The event starts at 10 a.m."
"Okay, dad"
I walked to the car after receiving the keys.
I have the responsibility of looking up the car's past locations. He said the police had turned over both the final report and the body.
The autopsy report...
I should look into that one as well.
It might have some worth. I have to look at the body for the time being.
I am unable to request that someone schedule a trip to the mortuary. Tomorrow morning, before the event, I can visit the mortuary.
My uncle has to give me the go-ahead for that. Right present, obtaining authorization is really simple. He won't be able to get the body from the morgue for sure. How can he?
Can I? Can I be able to see her in that state and stay strong?
Can I? I'm not sure. examined the history of the car's locations.
Fascinating...
According to the past of this location. The status of the car was inactive. In service mode, it was.
Who would switch the car into service mode? when no service is necessary. A planned act. The location was toggled off while in service mode. began the engine, and drove through the forest. Considering this vehicle
I crossed the Bridge without stopping. Increase the speed to escape this area's dense atmosphere. My imagination and the representations of her demise filled the air.
I met the priest and discussed the upcoming event.
So Andrew, how are you doing? he enquired.
"I'm fine,"
People who have been internally torn apart enjoy answering the question, "How are you?" and our response is usually the same: "I'm good." People who are broken have nothing to say about the cloud that is currently passing overhead; all they know is that they are living on the outside but not on the inside.
In my instance, I'm still alive but not alive.
I like to think of myself as being dead.
Turned the car back to the bridge road after meeting with him.
My dad emailed me the autopsy report.
"Andy, To inform his parents about their granddaughter's memorial service, I'm taking your uncle to meet them. I know it's horrible to ask, but please take a deep breath and retrieve her body the next morning. Before Susan arrives, we'll have finished all the work and will meet you there. love you..."
Halted the vehicle on the bridge, pulled over, and got out.
For attempting to help me down, I praised God to resolve the death case of my friend.
The report file was opened. It was made quite clear that she bears no evidence of mistreatment. not even drugs or rape. She passed away as a result of injuries to her neck and vocal cord from hanging.
Nothing about this makes sense. Susan has no chance, so how could someone hang themself from the bridge?
I received a call from an unlisted number,
"Greetings, Andy Detective Tashe here. The person who first looked into your friend Susan's case"
"Yes, Mr. Tashe. I know you..."
"Heard from the colleagues just now that the case was concluded and they had sent your father the autopsy report. I examined the report."
I asked in a furious tone, "And?"
"It's not your friend Susan's report,"
"Are you certain about that?"
"Without a doubt. You are not friends with the corpse that was at the morgue."
You are not friends with the corpse that was at the morgue." What?"
"It wasn't Susan's dead body photo that you recognized at the crime site at night," he continued. " Take a look at the report's final page. Although she resembles Susan, she is not her."
He is correct,
On the bottom of her right eye, Susan had a mole.
"You're correct,
"Susan's body was switched!!"
"Can't you help me prove that?" I asked
"I'm afraid I can't. At all costs, you must reopen the investigation. I now know that you are conducting your research. Nevertheless, this information will be beneficial."
"No one would ever think to double-check if she is Susan or not if they buried her body tomorrow."
"Yes"
I cut the call off.
Where is Susan's corpse?

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The Bridge
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