Richard Thomas Car Accident Novels & Stories

When the door closed behind him, the big house felt too quiet and too empty. Emily dropped onto the couch and pressed her hands together. She tried to tell herself Ethan was okay, but that terrible feeling from her dream wouldn’t go away. Richard’s car slowed down near the flashing police lights. The sharp smell of burnt metal hit him first. When he saw Ethan’s car crushed on the side of the road, his whole body went cold. “Oh God…” An officer tried to hold him back, but Richard pushed forward. “That’s my boss. Where is he?” The officer looked at him carefully. “He was taken to St. Mary’s Hospital.”

“You remember him.” “Yes. He died in a car accident. Why?” “His sister approached me yesterday. In Chicago. She thinks you killed him.” Now his expression changed. Darkened. “Catherine.” “You know her too?” “I know she’s been making accusations for twelve years. And I know they’re not true.” He set down the spatula. “Thomas died in a car accident. Drunk driver. Wrong place, wrong time. I had nothing to do with it.” “She said he knew something. A secret. And three days later he was dead.”

“He’s not blaming you for the accident, Maya and you should keep that in mind.” “W-What happened to the other party?” She asked. “Mr. Callum’s talking with their lawyer and surviving family members,” Thomas answered her truthfully. “The driver was a drunk thirty-eight-year-old man, who was also high on drugs from the results. His wife is here in one of the hospital rooms also, recovering from her injuries.” “A-Are they -?” Thomas shook his head at her. “They’re not blaming the accident on you,” he said immediately. “Witnesses and records show that Mr. Grayson was on the right track and even had his signal up. They’re probably settling things to avoid any legal proceedings.”