People surely were healing themselves from burning out due to weekdays. Or perhaps, is there something new that's interesting enough to bring a fully seated airplane of New Yorkers here, to Rhode Island, while almost everything were exist in New York? It surely was the reason for these two vigorous-looking men who were bringing their suitcase out of the airport there, being greeted by the sun which was already on its way back home. The sky at Saturday evening was covered by orange, showing a breathtaking beautiful scenery. If only it was on the beach, people here surely will take their time to enjoy the view, at least for a minute.
Victor and Tommy, with their suitcase by their side each, were waiting by the road there waiting for the cab they ordered just a slight minute ago right after they got the suitcase. Victor still with his outfit he decided t
New York, 1971. A married couple went in to a psychiatrist on a Sunday with their handsome young son holding each of their hand in between. An appointment was made a week before for a consulting session with Dr. Gold – Richard Gold, PhD. And so with ease after stating their intention to the receptionist there, the three of them were allowed to get inside Dr. Gold’s room. The room looked comfortable and had no feeling of hospital at all – and it was actually not a hospital since Dr. Gold held consulting session at his own house. Despite being so, the kid did not look happy at all. “Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Hillston, please take a seat,” With his warm vo
Friday, February 9, 1996, Narragansett, Rhode Island – the day of Cecilia Fidget’s death. After informed his father, and which his father agreed to, few days ago about the free medical check-up event today, Victor and Tommy prepared themselves for the event which will be held slightly before the noon, and it was around 9 a.m. already. “Would you like some coffee, Tom? I’m getting some.” Victor, who finished his preparation first, asked Tommy. “If that’s on you … why would I refuse.” Tommy answered, made Victor who heard that smile since he obviously won’t let his father pays.
“How long have you been keeping this in secret?” in a moving cab a voice of a younger man finally broke the silence covered them since the time day stepped out of Dr. Gulf’s room on around 3 p.m. Not taking any glances but the tone made it clear to whom it was addressed to. “The beach is so crowded … wonder if this is summer already?” “Tommy-“ “Few months.” Another silence filled the cab. Either the younger thinking about what question should he ask next or the older thinking about where to start all of this – or perhaps both happe
The exact night Cecilia Fidget died. Victor finally arrived at the apartment and gladly Dr. Gulf had prepaid the fare so he didn’t pay for it and he just left the cab. His head was aching at best and he could not see clear. Everything was blurry and spinning to him. He slowly got inside the apartment supporting his whole body with his hand on the wall so that he didn’t fall down. Thankfully that the receptionists recognize him so they just let him passed to the direction of his room. He staggered a little bit on the aisle until he finally reached room 201 and opened it immediately. Tommy was still there, reading newspaper, just shook his head noticing his son was drunk because of that news so he just let his son be. Victor didn’t feel like to greet his father as well, he just went strai
Saturday, 10th of February, 1996 – Narragansett, Rhode Island The day was sunny, indescribable pretty I can say if the readers somehow wonder the details of it. It was 10 a.m. in the morning but the sun had already risen almost completely, radiating its light and heat on the famous beach of Narragansett which was full of people, enjoying the beautiful weekend there. Even some were making a field by lining the sand to play beach volleyball there. Far, far away in the distance from the pub, can also be seen crowd, swimming in the safe area of the sea, still near the beach where it’s considered as safe since it didn’t pass the border. And here it is, the pub, Shore Side Pub, gradually got more and more regulars to come. Conversations and murmurs were filling the pub, not to ment
“T- that… the r…room. Ms. Fidget. She, she… she WAS MURDERED!” “Oh …” the girl put her one hand on her chest, just as how Mr. Maximus did before, acting as she was disappointed with Mr. Maximus. ‘The joke is not even funny!’ she thought to herself before continuing her act, not taking this seriously, “Mr. Skew would be mad if he knew you are accusing our beloved apartment as a crime scene, Sir.” However, Mr. Maximus just trembled even more. He was nearly collapsed, he even had to support himself with his both hands on the desk. Tears staring to burst out of his eyes. ‘This is not funny!’ the girl thought. So she got up
The sun was almost set when the police officers started the interrogation session, first towards the visitors at the lobby. The police chief concluded that it had not been twenty four hours since the murder happened and so the visitors might be the suspect. There are five of them in total, the first three officers including the chief, and another two that joined them after, once they wanted to start the interrogation. There were more than twenty visitors there, and some were the family of the residents. No one could pass the front door and leave before being interrogated so they should be interrogated. Each officer interrogated one person at each time, asking some general question and even some more detailed questions towards some of them that answered it ambiguously.&n
It was just three hours away from Sunday when the police officers finally continued their interrogation, now towards the residents in the apartments. However, being such late in weekend, not all residents were there at that time. Considering that the murder was happened not more than 2 days ago – which is true – the chief of police decided to just continue the interrogation. If later on it was still unsolvable, a following interrogation with the rest of residents will be held. The interrogation with the residents turned out to be a lot quicker than the previous due to most of them had a strong alibi and showing no suspicious acts. It was like that until Mr. Maximus’ turn to be interrogated. Despite not being someone who lives in the apartment, Mr. Maximus was still overwhelmed and could not be i