Part 6

Samuel

"Dean Lamron." I said as I walked into the questioning room boldly, tossing a file onto the table he sat at. "Born on March twenty-second of the year 1993. You were born and raised in Anaheim, California. Went to college for six years and received a teaching license. Then you disappeared off the map until today." I sat down and faced him. "Why did you change your name?"

The man fidgeted in his seat as he tried to think of a good argument but finally gave up. "I hated my life there. If you really did read my file than you know the life I lived. My family was abusive and the schools were horrible. I was luckily able to make it through college and all I wanted to do was live a life away from that. I don't know why I disappeared off the map. I had my name legally changed to John Redael."

"Okay then what about this?" I demanded and threw down a paper with a family tree on it.

"What about it?" He asked and leaned forward to look at the tree better.

"The victim is your younger brother." I answered and pointed at the bottom of the tree. "There's no way you didn't know that."

"I did." The man admitted and lowered his head. "I just didn't want to admit it. I wanted to leave that past behind me."

"That wasn't all of it. I read in here that you and him didn't get along at all. "

"We were siblings, of course we didn't get along."

"But you were in a bad house. Usually when that happens you watch out for each other." I felt my face darken as I said that.

"Well not in that house. In that one, my father didn't touch Troy. Only me so I left."

"Do you have any reason to want your brother dead?" I asked.

"Of course not. He didn't even know I was his brother when he came to the school. We hadn't seen each other in four years after all."

"Do you know anyone else who would want him dead?"

"No."

"Stay in town." I told him as I stood up. "We might have more questions for you." and left the room.

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"What do you think?" I asked as I walked into the room with the mirror. Sebastian and Cillian stood at the window looking at the man who still sat at the table, his hands clenched.

"It explains why he was in so much shock when we came to the crime scene." Cillian said as he looked at me. "But since we don't have many other leads. It seems like he's still our prime suspect."
"But we don't know why he did it." I argued. "We can't condemn him for something he might not have done."
Cillian sighed. "Humans and their beliefs. What about the gun? Do we have fingerprints?"

"Not yet but we should get them soon." I answered. "What I don't understand is why Troy's name is different from John's original last name."

"Simple." Sebastian cut in. "The cops finally caught wind of the Lamron houshold and took Troy away. He was put in the foster system and finally adopted by the Vermillton family. He took their name because he didn't want to be associated with the Lamron's."
Suddenly the door opened and I turned to see a cop standing at the door. "The lab wasn't able to find handprints, either the shooter was wearing gloves or they wiped the gun clean. He or she knew what they were doing."

"John here would know." Sebastian said quietly.

"Again there's no proof. Find that then we can lock him away."

Cillian nodded. "Then we need to find that proof. Let's go Sebastian." Then he led us out into the world to learn something new.

I have to admit that these are pretty short for the time gap between each chapter. I am so sorry for that and I'll work on making them longer but, I am now figuring out that I am not good with mystery stories. However this is not going out for adoption because I know where I want this to go and I really want to be the one to write it so I want to apologize for making this go so slow and I'll try to work better on that. Anyways please review and I'll see you next chapter.