Sorry for the lapse. I don't own anything in this story. Thank you for the comments and I hope to write the next chapter sooner.
Just a few things
: Roman is the victim's brother.
:POV is who is thinking
: Sorry for any condensation, I come across like that in reality as well.
Chapter 4
Haver's POV
"What has she gotten herself into and are they pressing charges?" asked Roman Printley. Roman Printley was tall, about 6.1 with an athletic build and a pronounced jaw and the beginnings of facial hair. He had deep set brown almost black eyes. He looked angry at what his sister could have gotten Herself into.
"What do you mean Mr. Printley " I said trying to read his reaction and school my own.
"Well she has a habit mixing with the wrong crowd, she has since she was small. Knows were not to be and is anyway, She has the heart that says that if someone looks like they need help no matter what she is trying to help. They always use her and she always gets the short end of the stick, But she means well" He said with worry lines clear on his face. "But I have to ask are they pressing charges" he asked
" I'm sorry to have to tell you this but she was murdered two nights ago" Lynley said as gently as possible and gave him an apologetic nod as a sign of condolences. His shock and pain was clearly written on his face and he held back tears.
I gave him ten minutes or so before asking " is there anybody who would want her dead , an ex-boyfriend or someone who would have been threatening?"
"She was well like for the most part but there is a few names that come to mind" he said as he started to look for a paper and pen
"That would be very helpful . Can you think of anything in the resent past that would have sent some alarms out? In the past few weeks that is? Something strange that might have happened with her friends or that type of thing?" Lynley asked looking over my shoulder at my notes.
" No, recently she has been up to the neck, one the women in the office just had a baby so she has been covering for her. She said four days ago a few of her work buddies got her to go to the pub and some guy got up close, But she said she was okay and dealt with it, a guy from work helped her with him" said Roman with a sullen look to him.
"What was the name of the fellow from work?" I asked looking up from my note pad.
"His name is James Conrad. I don't have a number for him."
"If you have anymore information please give us a call" said lynley and handed him a card.
As we walked to the doors Roman said one last thing.
" Can I see her and identify the body?"
"you can come by at five and we can escort you." I said with an incoureging smile. And Lynley and I started for the parking lot
Thank you and please if you have any ideas put them in the comments.
