Truths Unravel

Chapter #9

I don't realize that I'm shaking my head until Emory shakes my shoulder. How can Galvos be alive? He was all over the news. My mom saw him die! How?

"Zalia? Zalia, are you feeling well?" Emory is, yet, shaking my shoulder.

I say slowly, "How? My mom saw him die. SHE WOULDN'T LIE!" I can't handle this. Why would my mom lie about Galvos?

"Here, I have evidence of my words." Inder turns the binder over so we can see what's in it.

What I see is a clear picture of Galvos, and the date on the picture says 1972; a year after Galvos was murdered. However, this photograph proves that he's alive. But, I'm still curious. "How does this prove that he caused my parents to disappear?"

"He made your mother promise, right? He was serious about that promise. He wanted your parents to die along with him, remember?"

I'm starting to put the pieces together, but I let Inder keep explaining.

"He probably felt hurt that his two best friends didn't fulfill their promise. He felt betrayed and his friendship with them turned into hatred. We strongly think he is out there, with your parents, and tormenting them."

While I take in this information in, there's one more thing still bothering me and I say to Inder, "But, how's Galvos alive? He was stabbed."

Inder hesitates, but spills it out. "We now think that Galvos was not murdered after all. Maybe, the woman Cara saw killing him, had planned this out. We still don't know the whole truth."

Everything is quiet for a bit, and I think to myself. Galvos probably killed the woman in black. My mom knew Galvos was alive. My dad knew he was alive. How could they not go after him when they found out?

As soon as I think that, Inder says, "Zalia, please don't hold a grudge against your parents for not helping Galvos when they found out he was alive. They thought Galvos wanted to be alone, since he didn't come to them after that day he supposedly died."

I just nod my head, but deep down I know I'm a bit frustrated at my parents. They could've done something, even if Galvos didn't want them to.

I set aside my frustration, and focus on the issue; where is Galvos now? He's done a good job of hiding for so long, but now he has to be found.

My train of thought is disrupted by Emory, who says, "We need to tell him about this possessing thing."

"Yeah, I'll tell him."

I look around to face Inder once again and begin saying, "I need to explain what had happened to me a moment ago." Inder puts the papers in his hand down and looks and me, interested.

"A few days ago, I started having a feeling of a strange presence inside of me. I just shook it off and would continue on. But, on Saturday the presence came back and took over my body, just like today. When I'm being possessed, I'm aware of everything, but can't control my movements." I finish and look to see the curious expression on Inder's face. I'm surprised he isn't running away, terrified of me.

"Hmm," Inder starts to say. "Maybe Galvos is involved with this."

"But, how can he control me? It's not even remotely possible." As I say this, I know there's no other explanation for this. But, how could've Galvos created a way to possess me?

I stop thinking due to the huge headache it's creating. I check the time and it's 11am. Emory and I should get going now. I rise from the couch, and say, "We should be leaving. It's been long enough. We can figure out more on Galvos some other day; we should probably meet up somewhere."

Inder nods his head and says, "We should meet soon. I'm the last one, you know, still alive from the killings. I'm now certain that Galvos is behind those, too. Before he gets me, I can help as much as you need. Amia was supposed to be here, but you know. She was so determined to find the killer; it's to bad she died before she could get her hands on them."

I can tell that Inder was close to Amia. After all, she was the only one left, along with him, that knew Ryker, Cara, and Galvos.

I remember the note in Amia's hand and decide to tell Inder about it. "Amia did know who the killer was. She had a note on her before she died, and she was close to disclosing the killer. However, she couldn't finish the note." I guess knowing Amia knew who the killer was could help Inder feel better. He should know that her determination, for the case of the killings, was useful.

"Oh, we should be leaving," says Emory. "Thanks for everything, Mr. Gosal."

I say thank you, too, and start to make my way to the front door.

Before we exist, Inder hands me the purple binder and says, "Be careful."

As I walk home, I feel happy; this isn't exactly a time for happiness, but I can't suppress it. I finally know that my investigations were helpful; I finally know my parents truth; I finally can help my parents.

I feel so excited, that I skip my way home. Little did I know, the same man in blue jeans and a black hoodie is watching me.