Creative Writing: Involvement With Mr. Inman

I asked, “What is your involvement with Mr Inman?”
“Me? Well, none. I told you, I read about him in the paper.”
“What about the church?”
“I told you about that too, didn’t I Bernie. He writes those letters to the Chronicle defending SecuWisdom. The guy’s free to write any letters he damn-well wants. It’s a free country.”
I said, “Megan Hooper asked him to write the letters. That’s what Inman says. Brags about it, in fact.”
“Yeah. You said that.” He shrugged. “I leave people to do their jobs. Megan is a professional. I’m not going to look over her shoulder. She is our media affairs manager. Letters about SecuWisdom in the Chronicle would be her concern. Maybe she’s become friends with Inman. I dunno.” He grabbed his phone. “Would you like to
For somebody to come out in defense of a huge church, and he’s not even a member?
She thought about that for a second. “I wouldn’t call it odd.”
“Unusual then.”
Kenilworth growled, “Stop putting words in her mouth.”
I added his name to the list of people I am going to eat when the zombie apocalypse comes
Megan said, “The Church of SecuWisdom is a very welcoming institution. It has many supporters who are not necessarily registered members. Some people see it as a positive force in society, because of the good works we perform.”
Ganzer said, “The Chronicle has been a loud critic of SecuWisdom, hasn’t it Megan, for years. Unjustly, I might add. Maybe it’s like Megan said, maybe the man doesn’t like to see injustice being done.”
“You mean the kind of injustice he himself is facing these days. As he languishes in a jail cell, possibly facing several years in prison.”
Ganzer and Kenilworth glanced at each other without commenting.
I asked Megan, “Did you invite Mr Inman to write any of those letters to the Chronicle?”
“No,” she said without hesitation.”Not at all.”
“So how did you two end up getting to know each other in the first
Maybe once or twice a month. An occasional email. Then the Chronicle ran another article attacking us. I think he phoned me, and he and I discussed it. I was upset, reading the article, naturally. It was so unfair. The reporter only interviewed people who had left the church and had an axe to grind.” She rubbed her hands together. “Mr Inman was very sympathetic. The next thing I knew, he had written another letter to the editor.”
“And you never … maybe … hinted that he write another letter.”
“No. I already told you. We chatted on occasion. If the Chronicle wrote an article critical of SecuWisdom he would ask me about it. And we would discuss it. If he felt the need to write a letter in defense of the church who was I to stop him?”
“Right.”
“He said he just loved what the church had done to restore the Vitera Grand. One time he asked me if he could bring a group of people he knew to see the work we had done. We allow that occasionally. I said I would set things up.” She straightened her skirt. “He’s brought a half dozen or more groups through, I think, over the past two or three years. They usually stay for lunch in The Conservatory. They pay for that themselves.”
“I’m sure Mr Inman loves all the attention.”
“Perhaps he does.”
I flipped through my notes. “Ms Hooper, as I said, Mr Inman has pleaded guilty to a charge of arson in the first degree. Have you or anybody in the church visited him