Chapter 3
Cindy sat in the waiting room of Dr. George Walker, PhD. The phone on the secretary's desk rang, startling Cindy out of her reverie. The secretary told her that she could go in, and she did.
When she entered, she was immediately calmed by the color scheme of the room. The only visible colors were sky blue, light green, and magenta.
"Good afternoon, what can I do for you, Investigator?" Dr. Walker asked.
"I am sorry to inform you that Ms. Elly Eggemeyer was murdered last night at approxamately 11:55pm." Cindy said stoically.
"She was my only ADL patitent that was making progress, but I suppose you are here to question me about where I was last night. I can tell you—"
"I am not here because you are a suspect, I am here to find out more about the victim," She interrupted.
"Well, I don't know much about her personal life, but I know someone who can. There is a certain Bob Davidson, whom I believe you need to see. I believe he was her best friend." He replied.
He gaver her to the address and phone number of Mr. Davidson, and with that, Cindy got up and walked out of the office with a victorious air about her. She got in her light blue '99 Dodge Interepid, and sped out toward Sacremento.