"What color is this?" Jennifer asked Emily who sat at the dining table with
her coloring in her books.
"Ello." Emily smiled as she scribbled on the page. "Boo!" She shrieked picking up the blue crayon.
"Very good!" Jen smiled. "That's a pretty picture. Are we going to hang it on the fridge?" Emily nodded. Jen swiped Emily's now blonde hair from her eyes. No longer displaying the black hair Nick has, Emily began to look more and more like Jennifer's mother. Despite the change in hair color, she still had Nick's piercing brown eyes.
"Mama, no work?" Emily asked now perched on her knees. Their little baby girl, no longer a baby, but a one year old, who could walk and talk like everyone else.
"Nope. Mama isn't working. I'm staying home with you." Jen smiled.
"How come?" Emily asked yet again. She had the curiosity of her parents.
"Mommy is taking a nice vacation so I can spend time with you. Is that okay?" Jen asked.
"Yes. I like that." Emily smiled big adding a splash of green to her drawing.
"He turned himself in?" Sara asked standing in front of the viewing window in the interrogation room.
"For his own protection." Brass quipped. "He's been receiving all types of threats- letters and phone calls. He's in fear for his life."
"Did he keep the letters?" Sara asked.
"Ronnie in QD is looking at them now. He'll page us if he finds anything." Brass paused. "Shall we?" Brass pointed towards the door.
"Mr. Greyson. Captain Brass here has filled me in about what's been happening to you lately. Thank you for coming in." Sara spoke as she sat down in the chair. "Before we start talking about the threats, I need to ask you about the death of Kevin Appleton."
"Like I told you when I called you. I didn't kill anyone, I was in the car." Peter spoke with a tone.
"That still makes you an accomplice to a murder." Brass said flatly. "We can arrest you right here and right now. So talk."
"My friend, he said he had to visit a client. Business partner." Peter began.
"Business partner? What kind of business was he in?" Sara questioned.
"Community development. They're trying to build a community center for the kids near Water Front Community Club." Peter spoke.
"I read about that." Sara quipped. "The community club doesn't want it to be built near their business because that would attract kids and bad ones as well."
"Yeah. They we're really steamed about it too. The country club was pursuing legal action too. My friend asked me to take him to Kevin's place. His car was broken into the day before and he couldn't get a rental. So I took him there."
"What was he going there for?" Brass asked.
"There was no way the country club would back out of their legal action so they wanted to work on their court case. He was just going over their to drop some documents off. He was in there for five minutes, tops." Peter explained. "I didn't hear anything. No arguing, no gun shots."
"Who's your friend?" Brass asked.
"He didn't kill Kevin. I swear." Peter pleaded.
"Gives us the name, or you'll be escorted to booking by the cop at the door. Talk." Brass scolded.
"Adam Farrera." Peter sighed.
"Got an address?" Sara asked dryly.
"1936 Crystal Water Way." Peter sighed once more.
"That's near the country club." Sara perked up.
"He wanted to build a community center near where he lives. He grew up in that area, he just wanted to give back to his community what it gave to him. A safe place to live and play. That's all he wanted to give back. I highly doubt he killed Kevin. If you want to look for someone who would, try the owners of the community club. They wanted them to lose at all costs." Peter spat.
"They do have a motive Brass." Sara said as they walked out of the interrogation room. "They also could be the ones sending the threatening letters and phone calls."
"I'll call the telephone company and get a tap put on his phone lines. We'll also pay him a visit." Brass informed Sara.
"I'll let Catherine know of our developments." Sara spoke, walking away.
"Ello." Emily smiled as she scribbled on the page. "Boo!" She shrieked picking up the blue crayon.
"Very good!" Jen smiled. "That's a pretty picture. Are we going to hang it on the fridge?" Emily nodded. Jen swiped Emily's now blonde hair from her eyes. No longer displaying the black hair Nick has, Emily began to look more and more like Jennifer's mother. Despite the change in hair color, she still had Nick's piercing brown eyes.
"Mama, no work?" Emily asked now perched on her knees. Their little baby girl, no longer a baby, but a one year old, who could walk and talk like everyone else.
"Nope. Mama isn't working. I'm staying home with you." Jen smiled.
"How come?" Emily asked yet again. She had the curiosity of her parents.
"Mommy is taking a nice vacation so I can spend time with you. Is that okay?" Jen asked.
"Yes. I like that." Emily smiled big adding a splash of green to her drawing.
"He turned himself in?" Sara asked standing in front of the viewing window in the interrogation room.
"For his own protection." Brass quipped. "He's been receiving all types of threats- letters and phone calls. He's in fear for his life."
"Did he keep the letters?" Sara asked.
"Ronnie in QD is looking at them now. He'll page us if he finds anything." Brass paused. "Shall we?" Brass pointed towards the door.
"Mr. Greyson. Captain Brass here has filled me in about what's been happening to you lately. Thank you for coming in." Sara spoke as she sat down in the chair. "Before we start talking about the threats, I need to ask you about the death of Kevin Appleton."
"Like I told you when I called you. I didn't kill anyone, I was in the car." Peter spoke with a tone.
"That still makes you an accomplice to a murder." Brass said flatly. "We can arrest you right here and right now. So talk."
"My friend, he said he had to visit a client. Business partner." Peter began.
"Business partner? What kind of business was he in?" Sara questioned.
"Community development. They're trying to build a community center for the kids near Water Front Community Club." Peter spoke.
"I read about that." Sara quipped. "The community club doesn't want it to be built near their business because that would attract kids and bad ones as well."
"Yeah. They we're really steamed about it too. The country club was pursuing legal action too. My friend asked me to take him to Kevin's place. His car was broken into the day before and he couldn't get a rental. So I took him there."
"What was he going there for?" Brass asked.
"There was no way the country club would back out of their legal action so they wanted to work on their court case. He was just going over their to drop some documents off. He was in there for five minutes, tops." Peter explained. "I didn't hear anything. No arguing, no gun shots."
"Who's your friend?" Brass asked.
"He didn't kill Kevin. I swear." Peter pleaded.
"Gives us the name, or you'll be escorted to booking by the cop at the door. Talk." Brass scolded.
"Adam Farrera." Peter sighed.
"Got an address?" Sara asked dryly.
"1936 Crystal Water Way." Peter sighed once more.
"That's near the country club." Sara perked up.
"He wanted to build a community center near where he lives. He grew up in that area, he just wanted to give back to his community what it gave to him. A safe place to live and play. That's all he wanted to give back. I highly doubt he killed Kevin. If you want to look for someone who would, try the owners of the community club. They wanted them to lose at all costs." Peter spat.
"They do have a motive Brass." Sara said as they walked out of the interrogation room. "They also could be the ones sending the threatening letters and phone calls."
"I'll call the telephone company and get a tap put on his phone lines. We'll also pay him a visit." Brass informed Sara.
"I'll let Catherine know of our developments." Sara spoke, walking away.