Heavy Rain: Origami Lament

Next chapter of my crossover story, enjoy.

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The Golf Club

Thursday

7:00 AM

2.992 Inches of Rainfall

JOSH POV

I had to admit, I was confused when I arrived at the driving range of an exclusive golf club. My attempt to interview Gordi Kramer had an unexpected outcome. Namely, I had been invited here by his father, Charles, the big tycoon himself, for a meeting.

'I kept Jessica in the dark on this one. I'll pick her up from her place later on.' I reflected. 'I wonder what we're gonna talk about?'

I approached Charles Kramer, an elderly man with short gray hair, yet clear eyes, identical in color to his son's, pale skin, and dressed in a smart-casual manner. He was taking swings and sending balls out onto the driving range. I watched as he took another shot and then commented.

"Nice shot."

"Thank you." he said, before turning to me, genially. "Please come in, Mr. Shelby. Would you care for a coffee?"

"No thanks."

"Do you play?" he asked, gesturing to the driving range.

"I tried once. But I think the owner of the course is still looking for me..." I joked.

Charles laughed lightly. "It's an interesting sport. It requires strength, but also a cool head and absolute precision. Would you care to hit a few balls with me? There's no danger of damaging the greens here."

"Okay."

"Take off your jacket and grab a club." he replied.

I nodded and did just that.

He then gestured. "The balls are in that basket."

I took the ball and put it on a tee.

"The most important thing is to grip the club correctly." Charles explained, demonstrating. "When you feel ready, you swing."

Nodding, I set myself up and took my swing, sending the ball out and flying a good distance.

"Impressive. You seem to have a knack for it..." Charles remarked with a grin.

I shrugged. "Beginner's luck..."

With that, he went up to take his shot.

As he did so, I commented, "I'm assuming you didn't invite me here just to play golf, Mr. Kramer?"

Charles nodded and stepped back after taking his swing. "I hear you've been asking questions about my son."

"That's right. I want to know if Gordi is linked to the Origami Killer's case in any way." I explained. I then took another shot.

"My son had nothing to do with that sordid case." Charles told me, firm, but in no way aggressive.

I smirked. "Well, then he has nothing to fear from my investigation."

Charles took another shot. He then remarked, "You have no business investigating my son. I told you that he had nothing to do with it."

"With all due respect, Mr. Kramer, it's up to me to decide who I want to investigate." I told him.

I stepped up to take another shot. After I did so, instead of taking his next shot, Charles fixed his gaze steadily on me.

"I'm an influential man, Mr. Shelby. And I pay very well for loyalty..." he remarked.

I frowned. "Are you trying to buy me?"

"Let's just say I'm trying to show where your interest lies..." he told me, his voice suddenly cold. "How much do you want to leave my son alone?"

"I thing you misunderstood me." I told him, not the least bit intimidated. "I don't play that game."

"Don't go near my son, Mr. Shelby. If you do, you'll regret it." Charles warned.

Unmoved, I picked up my jacket. "Have a nice day, Mr. Kramer."

With that, I left. I'd dealt with his kind before and knew his game. I wasn't going to let him get to me at all.

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