Bury the Past

Disclaimer: Don't own Victorious

A/N: I am enjoying all the theories you're giving and the clues you're picking up on. Don't forget to go over every detail. Such as that broken pane of glass with blood on it at the glass factory, was Beck's tale believed? How much is to be believed about him? He says he has back trouble from an accident, but he was loading boxes of window panes into the back of a company truck by himself. Also, Jade supposedly has total amnesia, or very deep amnesia, but she remembered bits and details about that crime-memories like that may not often be the first to return. Keep watch on Jade whenever you see her. Now, that said, let's see this chapter.

Chapter 10 (Examining Victims' Lives)

Knocking on doors didn't help much, since most of the neighbors didn't see much or were asleep at the time. One person did see someone running down the street late that night. They said the person looked to be nearly six feet with an athletic but slender build. It wasn't much, but it did cross off a few names from the porn industry suspect list.

Trina had to go back and look also at the lives of both Holly and Jade, giving them full detail. Unfortunately there wasn't much to deal with either of them. "She simply did not talk much," said coworker Traci Barnes. The woman was short and young, likely a college student. "Jade kept to herself most days behind the counter, reading romance novels and eating M&Ms."

"Romance novels and M&Ms?" Trina perched her elbow on the table and raised her palm up to rest her head. "Did she do any writing? Possibly leave a diary or anything like that?" Tracy made a popping noise with her tongue, like she was chewing gum, then shook her head.

"Not to my knowledge." Of course Tori seemed to be the one to write things down, keeping records of everything. "Wouldn't know of anyone that would hurt her, she didn't seem all that interested in anything. Just bored, if nothing else." The girl nodded. "Bored and lonely."

"Lonely?" She lifted her head and dropped her hand. "Why lonely?" Traci shrugged.

"Her husband was always at work and so was she, the two rarely saw each other. I think she was looking for some thrill and excitement."

Trina tapped her fingernails on the table, squinting as she looked to the ceiling in thought. If Jade was truly that bored, then could it have been possible she was seeking attention and affection elsewhere, since her husband wasn't providing? It was a long shot in Trina's mind personally knowing Jade, but as an investigator it was a possibility that had to be looked at.

"Do you think she was bored enough to cheat on her husband?" Traci raised her eyebrows and then started scratching her chin. "Did she ever indicate to you, or anyone else, that she was unsatisfied and unhappy in her marriage?" It would be a surprise, given how much Jade had always accused Beck of cheating on her, but she needed to look at it. "How much do you know about her husband?"

"He seemed like a decent man, hard-working and always trying to bring food to the table." Traci grabbed the paper cup filled with water and raised it to drink. "As for affairs, I don't know anything off the top of my head. I do remember a conversation she had with Sam about her husband never cheating on her, that she could prove or be aware of."

"Okay. Thank you for your time, Miss Barnes."

The next person to interview was a male coworker of Jade's that had heard something about an affair happening. Trina needed to know what occurred and if maybe Jade could have done something to somebody that wanted to make her pay by seeing her friends killed.

Jack Davidson was a man in his thirties of about five and a half feet. "So you had an actual conversation with her about an affair, is that correct?" Jack leaned back in his chair and nodded.

"She actually started to flirt with me actually." She did a double take, raising her eyes up curiously as Jack put his hand to his chest. "I turned her down and asked her what she was doing since she was married." Seeing something new like this popping up was so serious it had to be noted, even though she didn't think it pertained much to the case.

"What did she say to that, Mr. Davidson?"

"She told me simply her husband was never there for her and she needed a change in her life, something to excite her again." Jack leaned forward, closing his hands before his face. "I don't know if she ever found that, but I suggested she talk to her husband about how she felt. She seemed upset, but I wasn't going to mess around with a man's wife. Much as she tried to say he wouldn't care."

"She didn't think he'd care?"

"That's what she would say, but I've seen the man. He comes across possessive and has very dark eyes. I'm not sure he's one to mess with."

"Thank you for that information."

The next move was to check out Jade's workstation. She couldn't check out Jade's house because neither of them were there, but the workstation could be looked at.

The receptionist desk was covered in paperwork and post-it notes. There was a novel that was currently open, Trina took a moment in her investigate to read the page. Evidently it was about a woman torn between two men.

She rolled her eyes and moved on. "There's nothing of interest here," she muttered while sifting through the storm of documents. "Absolutely nothing." About to give up, though not wanting to, Trina took one more look around until she stumbled upon a crumpled sticky note in the trashcan.

Opening it up, she was surprised to see a website written down. "Bored wives dot…really Jade? Really?" Her heart began to race and she started to wonder if Jade was cheating on Beck. If she had a lover on the side, that lover needed to be found.

It could certainly explain why Jade was only shot once and left alone. If Jade had a lover and she wanted to end things and stay with her husband, then it was possible that a lover could go in and murder her friends to try and cause her pain or to say 'this is what I'm capable of if you try and leave me'.

As she lowered the note, she began to kick herself for letting Beck and his wife leave town, because now she needed to talk to Jade again-if the girl could even remember what was going on. If Jade had a boyfriend on the side that was dangerous, Beck could also be in danger.

She would have to wait, be patient. While waiting she could continue her investigation elsewhere. The first thing she did was sit down with her father to discuss Holly. This one she knew would be difficult because she had to ask questions as an investigator that she, as a daughter, would want to know anyway.

David folded his hands on the table and looked into her eyes with a subtle frown. "So what do you want to know?" His shoulders sank and his eyes traveled down. "I'm the ex-husband of one of the victims, I know you have to talk to me."

"Yeah." Her heart trembled and she ran her fingers over her forehead. Another officer was with her, just in case she needed help. "When did the two of you divorce? Why?" She pulled her fingers away and looked into his eyes. David breathed in and let it out slow.

"We divorced about eight or nine years ago. My job got in the way of a lot of things, my grief and guilt got in the way of a lot. Emotionally, I couldn't be there for Holly. We talked about it, she felt the same way and we agreed separation was best."

"So it was a mutual divorce, then? No animosity or bad feelings left behind?"

"None." He was honest as far as she could tell. He wasn't being looked as a suspect either, she just needed him to shed more light on the case if at all possible. "Could you or Holly have anyone that might…" She hesitated, closing her eyes and her fingers. "Any enemies that might want to cause u you harm?"

"I've put a lot of people in prison." David's hand tightened around his left and he began to shake. "Wouldn't be the first time someone's gone after my family to get to me. Holly and Tori haven't been a part of my life in a decade almost, so I would have to say you'd be hard pressed to find anyone that knows enough to go after them."

"Ned Tyler and Wallace Monroe?" Her voice cracked and she could feel the burning sting of tears filling her eyes. "Were they ever caught?" David shut his eyes and groaned softly. "Those two criminals went after your family in the past, they got away. Could they have come back?"

"Trina…" This wasn't a conversation to take place here. It was, but it wasn't easy since it affected the both of them. "They were found by Mexican authorities nine years ago in Acapulco Mexico." Her heart skid to a halt and her eyes opened wide. Caught off guard, she began to tremble and shake. "Ned was killed in a gunfight with Mexican authorities and Wallace was extradited here. He's in prison." David tensed and Trina moved her hand up towards her chest, holding back a sob. "Rotting." His eyes rose to her and his voice seemed to deepen. "For the rest…of his…life…"

"I-"

"He can't hurt anyone ever again." David leaned upright, cracking his neck to the left. "A prisoner attacked him in prison a few years back, blinded him and crushed all the bones in his hands with a brick."

Trina looked at the camera, then the recorder. With a heavy breath, she turned off the recorder and moved around the table, looking down at her father. "Why didn't you tell me?" Tears ran down her cheeks, and her knees started to shake. "Why didn't you tell me they'd been found?"

"I couldn't find you and Gary wasn't telling me anything. Then there's everything that's been going on recently…I haven't been able to." Her chest throbbed and she fell into him, grabbing his shirt and burying her face into his chest, muffling her cries.

David wrapped his arms around her, gently running his hand along her back. "It's okay," he whispered, "It's okay." A rush of emotions tore through her like a tornado, and a sickness arose that she couldn't shake. "You should have been told a long time ago. This isn't the place…"

"God." She wiped her eyes, sniffing multiple times as she tried to calm herself. He was right, she was embarrassed to lose her composure, but it couldn't be helped. "I…I don't think I have much else for this interview."

"Let's call it a day." She moved her hand to her chest, struggling to breathe. David stood up and reached for her back, but she raised her hand.

"It's okay, I'm fine. I…I'll be okay." She wanted to talk to her husband. Of all the people in her life, she needed him more than anything. Trina brushed her hair back from her face and took a deep breath.

She was stronger than this memory, better than the nightmare; and she knew it. The problem was facing it after the crime brought it to the surface all over again. "How…have we not made an arrest yet? What's taking so long?"

"We know the round of weapon used, we have suspects and a possible description of the suspect but we don't have enough to pinpoint."

Trina exhaled and pinched the bridge of her nose, groaning as Ned and Wallace remained on her mind. "We don't have a motive either. We have theories, speculation but nothing concrete." She lowered her hands and pushed them into her back pockets. "Alibis what are our main suspects' alibis?"

"We don't have main suspects yet…"

"Shit." She sucked in the air around her and looked at her father. "Are you sure mom didn't fire anyone that might've wanted to get back to her? Are you sure there's nobody that wanted to get back at anyone?"

"We still have those two unknowns that need to be identified. A potential affair Jade may be having-if she is or was having one at all."

"I kind of doubt it, but we still have to look at that website she's got written down."

"It's a dating site similar to that of the old Ashley Madison site." Trina groaned in disgust and rolled her eyes. "But right now, if she's having an affair, that person is a ghost."

"Right. We need to find out the one we know exists…"

"The mysterious girl Tori and Andre were seeing." David crossed his arms. "The team is still trying to find any reference." He stopped and tilted his head. "We need to get into the Oliver house, Trina. Jade is a reader, it's possible she kept a diary or something that could reference things…Tori is her closest friend, so she might have been told."

"Maybe." Trina scratched her chin. "We need to search Andre's house too if we haven't already." Even Tori had an apartment that hadn't been gone over with a fine toothed comb. Someone had to have something that could give them viable leads.

"Until then. You need to rest." She raised an eyebrow and frowned. She still needed to get out of her system the whole thing with Ned and Wallace, of course that was what he was referencing. "What do you say you and I go to the shooting range? That should relieve some stress and tension."

"That would be great." The range was an old pastime for her. Certainly it could calm her nerves and help her relax. Trina slowly rubbed the curve of her neck and shoulder, letting out a soft sigh. "I'm worried about Martin, to top it all off. Something's just not sitting right with me."

"He'll call. If he's smart, he will call." David opened the door and held it for her, motioning her to walk through. "If he doesn't, I'll find a way to straighten him out. Or Gary will…You, just rest for a little bit. Take a break. Hell, I'll even pay for you to get a spa treatment if you want."

Her eyebrows shot up and she felt a tension grow in her back. It had been years since she went to a spa or had any sort of professional work done on her. "Tempting, I don't remember the last time I had a massage." She snapped her fingers and pointed while walking out the door. "Range first, then spa massage."

So much about this chapter. Jade's workstation, and they can't get into the Oliver home yet. Now we've learned the fate of Ned and Wallace, truly an emotional moment. Tell me what you've observed. The next chapter we see will focus on Martin.