Chapter 6

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They arrived back at the crime lab as fast as they could without breaking any traffic rules. Both Sara and Greg had their fingers crossed that this man, a neighbor of Finbarr Sheehan's, would have information that would prove Shea innocent.

The man, Mr. Shawn Alder, was waiting for them in the reception area. Greg notices that he had a video camera in his hands.

"Hi, Mr. Alder, I'm Greg Sanders and this is Sara Sidle, we're with the crime lab, we got a call saying that you might have some information about what happened at Mr. Sheehan's house.

"Yes Mr. Sanders, I'm not sure, but it might help. I'll explain what happened. That night my daughters were going to put on a little performance for us, and they wanted us to tape it. Now, in our living room, I set the camera up facing the main living window, so facing across the street to Finbarr's house. My daughters did their performance and I recorded the whole thing. I stopped recording when I heard the sirens. I haven't watched it yet. I thought you better be the first ones to see it."

"Thank you very much Mr. Alder," Sara said to him. "This could be very helpful. I just have one question; when where you recording from?"

"Let's see, I stopped at about 9:30, when I heard the police cars, and I think I started at around, 7:45 maybe. I hope that helps you."

"It helps a lot, thank you again," Greg said to the man.

"I hope that you find Shea innocent. I've only known that girl for a few months, but I know she is a wonderful girl who would never do anything like that to anyone."

Mr. Alder then handed the camera to Greg, and walked out of the reception area. Greg and Sara looked at each other for a split second, and then both rushed towards the AV lab.

Once there, Archie started running the tape from the beginning. Fast forwarding through the whole thing, all they saw was two little girls putting on a play. The second time through Greg told Archie to zoom in on the area through the window, Mr. Sheehan's front door. That time through they saw several different things. One was Shea, leaving the house at around 8 o'clock. The other was about half way in. Sara suddenly said,

"Wait, go back a little and play it in slow motion."

Archie did that, and this time they all saw it. Three forms going up to the door, and then the form of Mr. Sheehan opening it. Once it was open the forms pushed him back inside and the door closed again. The tape ran to the end, and they didn't see them come out again. The only thing on after that of any importance was Shea returning to the house at about 9 o'clock.

"Well, that clears Shea of the crime," Greg sighed once the tape was over. "She wasn't near the house at the time of the crime."

"Archie, do you think that you can zoom in and get stills of the faces of those three people?" Sara asked.

"I'll do my best," was Archie's response as he set to work.

After a few minutes Archie went over to the printer and handed Sara three enlarged photographs. As Sara and Greg looked at them, Greg commented;

"These guys don't look any older then 17."

"I think we should go talk to Shea, maybe she knows these boys from school. For her sake I hope not, but it's always a possibility."

"Let's go then."

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Shea was in interrogation room waiting for Sara and Greg to arrive. The two of them walked in with the three photographs in hand.

"Hi Shea," Sara said quietly.

"Hello," was the girl's quiet response.

"We have good news for you," Sara was speaking to Shea very quietly. The girl looked as though she might break if you spoke too loud. "You're free to go."

Shea looked at Sara with a look of complete amazement.

"Are you serious?" she asked.

"Dead serious, we have evidence that you were nowhere near the house at the time when your uncle was killed," said Greg to reassure Shea some more.

"Do you have any suspects?" Shea asked quietly.

"Yes, we have three. Actually we were hoping that you could help us identify them," Sara told her.

"Of course, I'll do anything to help find out what happened to Finbarr."

"Here then, do you recognize any of these boys?" Sara asked, handing the three photos to Shea.

As soon as Shea looked at the pictures her hands started to shake. Greg thought she would drop them.

Slowly she nodded. "I know who these guys are," she whispered.

"Who are they?" Sara asked.

"There my friends from school, this one is Murray, this one Tom, and this one is Graham."

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