Can I Have Your Attention Please

Chapter 40: You're Being Cheesy

QOC: Do you have any questions that you want answered as to confusion? I know this is sort of a wild plot, but once you understand it makes sense...I hope. 😅

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Sam's POV
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I've never really cared about wanting to meet my long-lost parents. I figured that if I was able to take care of myself all these years, then there wasn't any point in seeing them. I mean, clearly they didn't want me, right? Or more, my mother didn't want me. She just up and left during the fire.

But now I'm itching with curiosity. I have questions. Why did she leave? What did she and my father do that made Mr. Ryhawks want to murder them? And why the hell did she stay here after everything? Wouldn't she want to book it out of state knowing that her house was set on fire, and her best friend and husband were killed?

And what about my father? Matthew. He was killed by Ryhawks himself. Does she even know about that? Does she think he died in the fire?

I rub my left temple as I feel a headache coming on, writing down some of these questions on a notepad on Kason's desk.

I'm going over to her house tonight. I doubt she works night shifts, although it isn't unlikely. So I'm just jumping the gun by heading over to her house. I wouldn't have to if she'd picked up the phone after the last six calls I made, but I assume that's because she's working in the day time. So nighttime is my best shot at getting some answers.

After I'm finished writing down a whole bunch of questions, I close the tiny notepad and reach for the first "Conaway" file. It has a pound sign next to the name, and the number "1" next to the pound. Logically this file would be the first one to investigate.

I open it up as Bailey yelps by my feet once. I sigh and bend down, picking her up, and setting her on my lap before scanning over the first paper inside the file.

A small square photo is paper-clipped to the first paper on the upper right-hand corner. Below it is written in black marker, "Matthew Conaway." I pick up the picture and spin around in the chair to face the mirror that's presented behind me. I hold up the photo to my face and observe closely.

My guts twist when I seek out similarities, such as our eye color and face shape. He has my nose too...and my hair color. We look like father and daughter.

I turn around and set the picture down face first, my heart beating wildly. Maybe it's just my mind playing tricks on me. I can't look like him. I'm just imagining it.

My eyes go back to filtering through the paper. It's just his characteristics in the physical aspect. Things like weight, height, etc. When I flip to the next paper, there's a page full of typed-up writing. It's a report on Matthew.

I scan through it, reading what I already know (Peter set the house on fire to get rid of Mr. and Mrs. Conaway, but they both got out okay, including the baby.). But then I read through something more interesting and
adrenaline-blasting.

Kason found Matthew sleeping on the streets. He told me he looked like the man in the picture of him and I in the hallway. I found him and took care of him. Matthew Conaway is deceased. Now I must find Fara and their daughter to disintegrate any witnesses or escaped victims.

Unfortunately Matthew didn't die, and somehow got away. How? I'm unsure. But Fara slipped away through the back once he spotted Peter. Helena Danes, Julian Danes wife, tried to save her, but died in the fire in vain efforts to do so.