Chapter 12

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Two weeks had passed since Joel passed away. The police had been working on the case trying to catch the criminal who killed Joel.

But all effort had a dead end.
I was at the police station when Chuck arrived for questioning, our eyes met, I glower at him like he was the killer we were searching for.

He entered into the interrogation room with detective Robles.

"Good Afternoon Mr chuck " detective Robles said to him

"Good afternoon detective,  why am I here?"

"Sir we contacted you a week ago, we had expected you,  but you never showed up" the detective curiously asked him.

"I had a business trip, it was very important, i couldn't turn it down"

"okay if you say so, so Mr chuck can you give me details on how you spent your day on the 14th of July"

Chuck tossed his eyes around trying to recall the day the detective was referring back at.

"well on that day, from what I remember I was at work"

"All day?!? " detective Robles asked

"no"

"please I need details on how you spent your day, don't miss anything out"

"OK, on that day, I woke up, like usual, got dressed went for work, after work I went home straight "

"so you spent your time at work all day, what time did you get to work and what time did you close"

"well I got there by 9am, I'm not sure the exact time around 9 that I got there, my work closes by 2pm,  but I had a very important business meeting, so I had to wait for the meeting, I got out of work by 5pm.  You can check the surveillance camera at my work place, and also I went home straight, my apartment complex also has surveillance camera in it you can check the exact time I got home"

"sure we would check, so what time did you get home "

"I don't know should have been six or seven"

"okay, did you ever have an issue with the deceased "

"well I won't lie to you, we never liked each other, we both had eyes for the same girl, and at one time we had fought each other"

"so you agree you two were never in good terms"

"sure you can say that"

"we would be need some sample from you"

"sample of what " he asked carelessly

"we need to do a DNA analysis "

"okay sure"

"also a polygraph test"

"sure anything you want"

Detective Robles brings out a cotton bud, placing it into chuck's mouth to get some saliva from him, then placed it into a plastic bag.

"you can go now"

"okay thank you"

He gets up and walks out of the room, he meets me outside the room and approaches me.

"hey,  i'm sorry for your loss" he said genuinely

"thanks " I said sober

"okay I'm leaving now" He leaves.

Detective robles comes out of the interrogation room

"we interrogated him, he seems clean, but we'll still have to do the necessary. Okay let's go do your polygraph test"

The detective and I went ahead to get the test done.

*********

Detective Robles and I arrived at my house, he came to interrogate my mom, after her accident she couldn't leave the house too often and she wasn't much of a suspect.

We both entered the house, we made our way up to my mom's room.

We both entered, she laid on the bed as she made use of her phone.

"Good day Mame, I'm detective Robles, I'm in charge of the investigation of the deceased Joel parker. Please miss Allie can you give us some time "

"okay sir" I left the room for him to do his work.

"So Mame on the 14th of August where were you? "

"I was home "

"did anything strange occur at home, anything??"

"no"

"your daughter claimed that you had an accident "

"yes, i fell in my bathtub"

"OK sorry about that, so on that  day did you notice anything strange about your daughter "

"No, detective are you suspecting my daughter? "

"mame everyone is a suspect at this moment. So how was your relationship with the deceased?"

"to be honest, it wasn't the best, I didn't really want him for my daughter, but what can I do, she fell in love, i had to let things be "

"really" the detective said furrowing his brows

"can I get a sample from you,  we need it for the DNA analysis"

"okay sure "

The detective takes a sample of saliva from my mom, then head out of the room. He then leaves our residence.

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