At the cemetery François held Lowdian's hand watching the grave diggers dig up Denzil's coffin. The nervous coroner was there at the distance......waiting.
François and Lowdian stood solemnly, respectfully, watching to make sure they exhumed the body carefully and respectfully. Up came the coffin, into the hearse, off to the morgue for further examination. This time under the watchful eye of François plus an independent coroner from Montego Bay! After being shown the judge's orders the coroner from MoBay felt calm about taking charge in his colleague's territory. So political. It's sickening. They never want to step on each other's toes. Not even for what is right or just.
François was determined to do right and find justice. Not letting go of this one until he was fully satisfied that he took it as far as humanly possible.
When bromethalin was found, confirmed and reported to have been in the corpse of Denzil Allen, new reports were created, others destroyed at the order of François Graham vis-à-vis Lowdian Allen and her husband, Denzil Allen.
The coroner was visited by one Trevor Martin.
"Doctor Shepherd, you are under arrest," as Trevor flashed his badge, "for conspiracy to coverup the murder of Denzil Allen. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law......" He continued reading him his rights.
Next Trevor arrived at the office of Mr. Galaxy of Galaxy Pharmaceuticals.
"You can't go in there! Mr. Galaxy is in a meeting!" Shouted his ever-loyal secretary sitting just outside his office like a guard-dog.
Trevor barged through the door. Eight high-powered executives and lawyers sat around his mahogany table overlooking the skyline of Kingston's financial and business district.
"Mr. Galaxy, you are under arrest for conspiracy to murder Mr. Denzil Allen."
"I don't know any Denzil Allen!" Mr. Galaxy shouted. "This is an outrage! I will have your badge for this!"
"How many times have I heard that one?" Trevor read Mr. Galaxy his rights while cuffing him. 'I love my job.' Trevor thought as he was cuffing this big fish.
The lawyers were shouting and scrabbling to have the arrest stopped. Not all publicity is good publicity, as some believe. Very bad publicity is not good no matter how powerful you are. Most are afraid of the media.
"I can have you all arrested if you like, charge you with obstruction of justice." Trevor added.
They all stopped dead. Then grabbed their cell phones to call someone.
"Do you ever wonder who they are calling when they do that?" Trevor laughed asking François that question. "I always wondered that when I see it in the movies."
François insisted that Lowdian and he be present when Mr. Galaxy was arrested, just for her satisfaction. Trevor allowed it because he knew that he owed François. He owed him big!
"See you fellas in court." Trevor said laughing sarcastically to the lawyers standing there dumbfounded.......on their cell phones.
Trevor told François that none of these charge would probably stick. These were big fish he was trying to pull in. François didn't care. He just wanted to cause an uproar in the media, even knowing it wouldn't stick.
They would get off on a technicality or bribe or blackmail an official. François knew by the time they had Mr. Galaxy in the police vehicle someone was making a call to the Prime Minister, she would make a call to the Supreme Court Justice to call it off. It didn't matter. At the front of the building François made sure that every newspaper establishment around the world was notified that the CEO of Galaxy Pharmaceuticals International in Jamaica was being arrested for murdering an innocent person who threatened to single-handedly bring big pharma down with the truth.
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François' Quest
Short StoryHe was found dead. Claimed to be accidental. Are they sure? Suspicion all around. You decide.