«Think a little less, love a little more»
When it first came out that the body belonged to John Smith, it sure was a surprise, had he been a suspect himself at a certain point, not too long ago. Then fallowed all the questions who can go threw an investigator's mind. Who, what, when, how…and all those things who generally lead to a murderer. But then arrives a thought that, before all of this, comes the very painful and heartbreaking task of announcing the death to the family.
-Who's going to do it, asked Bridge Henley?
-Us…as usual quietly replied Ferras, in view of the body bag.
-Why is it always us, whined Henley? I know it's our responsibility and all and all, but can't someone else do it or once. This is not an easy thing an it's hard on the mind.
-You know we both think the same thing, explained Ferras. But we can't give it to anyone. It's not just about being kind with the family and all theses things…it's about finding evidences, answers and maybe solutions in what they are going to say and ask, and how they are going to react and...
-It's ok, it's ok, softly repeated Henley. Don't worry, I understand. I just got a little exited.
When they arrived at Mr. Smith's house, everything seemed normal. It was king of hard to imagine they were going to slip that world around in just a few minutes. But they had to. Somebody had to, and it was them.
-This is not going to be easy Mrs. Smith, explained Ferras…but we have to tell you that
-Is it my daughter? , rapidly asked Mr. Smith's wife.
-No it is not, said Henley, trying to help Ferras and to be gentle with Mrs. Smith.
-Then it's John…cried Mrs. Smith. He's dead isn't he? I knew he was. Oh my god, my husband is dead….
-We're sorry, very sorry Mrs. Smith, said Ferras, trying to help the poor women. We are with you and we are going to help you go threw this.
When they got in the living room and finally explained what had happened to John to his wife, she still could not believe it. Sure enough was it hard to learn that your husband was dead, it was even harder knowing in what weird and awkward circumstances he did. Not knowing why someone is dead is a terrible thing. She also thought of the fact that she would have to tell her daughter. The fact she was not a kid anymore would not make it more easy.
-I know this is a very hard moment for you Mrs. Smith, but we have to ask you questions. It's for our investigation, gently explained Ferras.
-I know, I know, replied . I don't know anything that could interest you. He did not have any enemy at all and never talked to me about his work.
-Any incident that you know of, questioned Henley, helping Ferras?
-No, not of my memory. He was a loving husband and a good father…cried Mrs. Smith.
-We are sure he was, there is no doubt, kindly replied Ferras. Thank you for your time Mrs. Smith. If you have any questions or you need help, just call us at this number.
Ferras handed the card and got up. Henley and she would leave alone; Mrs. Smith did not have the strength to get up and walk them to the door.
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