True or False Part 1

True or False: Carlyle Waters

-There Joel one more you, won't believe who just died. The most popular man of our generation in Long Island High School.

-Really?

-Yes, I remember when he warned us that journalism is dangerous and we were to die young. Poor man he was so nice.

-Yeah, we all "hated" him. Beautiful family, lots of girlfriends, good grades and nice athlete.

-Wonder who killed him.

-Who? He did it himself. I got the story.

-What? Wait and you are going to have the story.

-Yes, boss said so. I've gotta investigate all and find out if he had the profile of a killer. Apparently he killed his baby first and then committed suicide. Well gotta go my deadline is in 3 months, besides I'm attending to the funeral.

I walked out of the office straight to the funeral. Amazingly I entered and no one could believe that our friend Carlyle Waters had died. There lying strangely in the last row was the widow without a sign of mourn, she just sat there like if nothing had happened.

-Hello? Um, Mrs. Waters.

-Call me Rachel Tell. Waters died, no need to have the married name now.

-What! Ok excuse me did you really love Carlyle?- She pissed me off with her sarcastic tone. -

-You are the elusive reporter, right?

-Elusive? I don't know, I was friend with your late husband-she interrupted rudely-

-Everybody was his friend, but himself.

-What do you mean?

-Tomorrow Bristol Café 3:00pm. Be punctual.

She walked away of the funeral. I may understand now why he killed himself. His wife is cold as ice. Well I'd better go, the mood's too down and besides the people I need are not to be here. Bristol Café wonder why Bristol and not Starbucks. Whatever the reason is I have to know anyway. It's just 2 blocks away, not too far.

I entered Bristol café. It has a huge picture of Rachel and Carlyle as winners in the Annual Contest of Caffeine. It consisted of who could drink the most coffee cups. It seems Carlyle drank 299 cups. Impressive! Then as I approached the photograph something weird was going on. Carlyle looked totally lost and Rachel had a knife as screen saver in her Nokia. A knife? What's up with that? I mean a knife? I took a shot of that knife and zoomed. It had very peculiar details; a gold handle and a beautiful crystalline cutting edge, with colored gemstones in the counter-edge. I believe Rachel has a thing for expensive knives. I searched her Facebook page, a whole photo album dedicated to knives.

I am starting to think she killed him and the baby, rather than him committing suicide, and killing a baby. Something was wrong with that woman I had to get to know what, though I'm stretching out the parameters of my job.

Great, it is already Wednesday. Today at 3:00pm, in Bristol Café with Rachel Tell. She is not like any other girlfriend Carlyle ever had. I remember they were all good girls, pretty, average grades and not party animals; and I feel that Rachel has something barbaric inside.

As I noticed she is insensitive, has a strong personality and determined. Another thing that is especially remarkable is the baby, Carlyle's wishes were college and then wander around the world. After all of this his plans were marriage and kids (specifically 4). Maybe during college he fell in love with Rachel they wandered around the world. Suddenly got married in a crazy night and the baby was born. Though that is just a theory. Or maybe Rachel met him in one of his trips saw he was a wealthy man and slipped into him, though I cannot blame Carlyle, she is very beautiful. Her long brown highlighted hair, almond honey eyes, not such a great body though there was something in her look. Wait a moment the story is about Carlyle and his felony, not about his wife! I must vanish her off my thoughts, and in my meeting with her talk just about Carlyle Waters. I'll try to connect the Carlyle I know to the one she describes.