Friends Babe – Thanks for the great review and you're just gonna have to
wait to find out what really happened.
If any one has any suggestions as to what should've really happened do tell me 'cause I haven't actually figured that out yet.
JANKO'S THEORY
At the wake, everyone was reminiscing Luka and Abby's lives, when Susan noticed the tall guy sitting alone in the corner, looking morosely into his half empty glass. She walked over to him and sat on the neighbouring chair. "Hi."
"Hi," he replied, not looking up.
"I'm Susan Lewis."
"Did you know my brother?"
"You're Luka's brother?"
He nodded. "Janko Kovac," he said, holding out his hand.
She shook it and smiled slightly. "I used to work with your brother. We were friends."
"Did you know Abby?"
"Yea, me and Abby were quite close."
Janko hung his head in his hands. "Why did this have to happen?"
"I don't know. No one saw any of this coming."
"The police still don't know what happened?"
"Apparantly not. They haven't spoken to me yet."
"I spoke to them after the funeral."
"Oh."
"Do you have any theories as to what happened?"
She shrugged. "Not really. I suppose...I don't want to think that either of them was guilty of murder. Sick as it is, I'd quite like to think they both commited suicide."
"I know what you mean. So neither one of them is the bad guy."
"Exactly."
"But...I do not understand. How will they ever find out what really happened? And what does it matter if they do? It won't make a difference. My baby brother and his fianceé will still be dead, except then we will know how they died."
"Maybe you're right. But I guess it's just to put everyones minds at rest."
"Perhaps."
"What do you think happened?"
"Honestly? I think Luka was the murderer. Much as I wish it was not so."
"Why?"
"I am not sure. It just seems...possible. He has seen so much. There is no way it cannot have affected him."
Susan sighed. "I doubt we'll ever know. But...what do you think happened?"
"I think...I think they argued, and it got out of hand. Perhaps it got a bit violent and, without thinking, Luka pulled out the gun and shot her. Then he realised what he had done and then shot himself."
"Can you really think that of your little brother?"
"Yes. It pains me to, but yes. If I have to think it then I can believe it entirely possible."
"God."
If any one has any suggestions as to what should've really happened do tell me 'cause I haven't actually figured that out yet.
JANKO'S THEORY
At the wake, everyone was reminiscing Luka and Abby's lives, when Susan noticed the tall guy sitting alone in the corner, looking morosely into his half empty glass. She walked over to him and sat on the neighbouring chair. "Hi."
"Hi," he replied, not looking up.
"I'm Susan Lewis."
"Did you know my brother?"
"You're Luka's brother?"
He nodded. "Janko Kovac," he said, holding out his hand.
She shook it and smiled slightly. "I used to work with your brother. We were friends."
"Did you know Abby?"
"Yea, me and Abby were quite close."
Janko hung his head in his hands. "Why did this have to happen?"
"I don't know. No one saw any of this coming."
"The police still don't know what happened?"
"Apparantly not. They haven't spoken to me yet."
"I spoke to them after the funeral."
"Oh."
"Do you have any theories as to what happened?"
She shrugged. "Not really. I suppose...I don't want to think that either of them was guilty of murder. Sick as it is, I'd quite like to think they both commited suicide."
"I know what you mean. So neither one of them is the bad guy."
"Exactly."
"But...I do not understand. How will they ever find out what really happened? And what does it matter if they do? It won't make a difference. My baby brother and his fianceé will still be dead, except then we will know how they died."
"Maybe you're right. But I guess it's just to put everyones minds at rest."
"Perhaps."
"What do you think happened?"
"Honestly? I think Luka was the murderer. Much as I wish it was not so."
"Why?"
"I am not sure. It just seems...possible. He has seen so much. There is no way it cannot have affected him."
Susan sighed. "I doubt we'll ever know. But...what do you think happened?"
"I think...I think they argued, and it got out of hand. Perhaps it got a bit violent and, without thinking, Luka pulled out the gun and shot her. Then he realised what he had done and then shot himself."
"Can you really think that of your little brother?"
"Yes. It pains me to, but yes. If I have to think it then I can believe it entirely possible."
"God."