More and more, the boards were coming to life in front of him. He knew this was the only way he could show the things that he knew. He could tell someone something but this way, he could show. There were a lot of few little nuances that only people who grew up in the area would know. It was also how people thought of each other and the overlap with Samantha.Everyone, it seemed, had some sort of motive to finally be the one to pull the trigger. There were more people involved in the events leading up to the actual murder. At one point, he needed to actually separate each person and look at each of them. He also had to build the timeline, which excluded quite a few people because they all had iron-clad alibies. The fact that a major event that was a charity was going on for the total time that the event happened. The corner was

     “You do realize they are going to come for you on defense on this.” The DA stated.“I know,” Max said with a smile. “The best evidence though that proves what I said was actually handwritten from the victim herself.”“What?” The DA asked.“She had a detailed journal,” Max said. “She wrote everything down. When I say everything, I mean everything from dates and times to what she did that day. She then goes on a rant or two about the things that were going on in her life and how they all stemmed from the past. Your best witness to all of this is the victim herself.”“I see.” The DA said. “Now, what is this all about?”“This is to show how many people could have had a hand in it,” Max said. “But it also

     “When I had the victim DNA tested and her own child, I expected the results to either prove that it was Harry’s son or not. Even I didn’t expect to get what I got. I had to call an expert in well nearly everything medical to explain it to me, and she did.” Max said as the two continued to look at him.“Well, what was it?” The Da asked as he looked at Max, who was taking a drink of water again.“The boy had nearly seventy percent of the same DNA,” Max said.“What?” the two other people asked at the same time.“The boy was a result of an incestuous relationship,” Max said. “The father and the mothers were father and daughter. Phillip is the boy's father and grandfather. The victim was the mother and the sister to her own child. The boy has a few

   Max saw the people all around them with their phones out. This was not something that has ever happened in this area of the town. They must all think it was part of a television show. “Head’s up, guys. We do this by the book. We have cameras on us.”“Roger that Detective.” The officers said as Max took the lead and walked to the front door. He knocked, and when the housekeeper opened the door.“Get her,” Max said, and then he saw the woman in question standing there in a sleepwear suit, and she had wide eyes. Max monitored for her to come to the door. “You are under arrest for the murder of your daughter Samantha.”“Surely this is a joke.” The woman said as she looked at Max.“No joke. Please put your hands behind your back.” Max said.“You don’t have to cuff me.” The woman said.

    Max drove to the station house, which he knew would also have the cameras and news trucks there. He got out of his car and walked into the back of the building. He didn’t want to be famous because of this. He smiled to himself as he walked by, and people all thought he was gloating to a point though he was lost inside his own head. He was trying to get back to the place he needed to be to address all of this without holding on to anything that was going to be said or done in the next few hours.“We have a match.” The captain said, and Max looked up.“What?” Max asked.“The gun was a match.” The captain said.“Good,” Max replied.“Are you ready?” the man asked.“No.” Max replied with a laugh, “but I will figure something out.“Which are you g