Chapter 4

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Note to self:

Bring medical examiner

I still have no clue as to why she would leave her dead baby in the crib. Or maybe her husband killed the baby and thats why she killed him. First thing of being a detective that my father showed me was to never show fear.

I crept downstairs and headed out the front door, looking for a cab. If I'm going to investigate this place, Im going too need backup.

A yellow faded taxi pulled up to the sidewalk and I got in, telling him my home address.

"Thanks." i said giving him a tip.

I opened my front door to be attacked by my 4 year old daughter Marcia. "Daddy's home, Daddy's home!" she chanted. I picked her up and carried her into the kitchen, were my wife, Samantha was cooking dinner.

"Hey babe." she said kissing me.

"Whats for dinner?" i said rubbing my hands

"Pork stew, peas and rice." she said smiling. We've been married for 10 years and she never fails to amaze me.

"Marcus, Kennedy, Candice come downstairs and say hi to your father!" she yelled.

"Ooo honey, lemme take off your coat." she said putting it on the hook.

I put Marcia down and she ran to the playpen where her baby brother was sleeping.

Candice, and Kennedy ran downstairs and gave me a hug, and settled the table.

"Where's Marcus?" i said.

"He's playing video games" Kennedy said, rolling her eyes.

"Marcus get downstairs now!" She yelled.

"Im coming! " he yelled back.

He walked downstairs said hi then say down at the round white table.

Sam carried the food to the table and sat with all of us.

"Let's say grace!"

"Im hungry!" Marcus whined.

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