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Detective Hollins Apology Letter
My Dearest, I must apologize for the lateness of my letter, but our latest case has gotten pretty big, and honestly, it’s going to leave a mark on this town and our force. I mentioned parts of the case last time, but even though it’s supposed to be classified, I can’t keep it to myself, I need to talk with you about it my love. I warn you now it is a heavy case, and it will break your heart as it has mine, but I need to relay the story to you. It all started with a house fire, which led to me interviewing a young girl about what happened in the house. She was badly burned, so the interview had to happen in her hospital room. The room was full of melancholy and I decided that notes and other obvious interviewing techniques would frighten …show more content…
I want to talk with you about what happened. Would you be ok with that? (She gave a small nod.) Alright, I’m recording this now. Pease speak truthfully and give all the details you can. If you need a break, we can take it. I know this must be hard, but we need to know everything before we can help you to our fullest abilities. (Another nod.) Please, start when you’re ready.
-I’ve never believed in monsters, like ghosts and zombies, then again who does? (Sigh.) I have always hoped to believe everyone had some good in them, but that was before he came into our life. (A brief pause here.) My mom and I were always together, sometimes a new guy would come into her life, and he would last a week before deciding a woman with a kid was too much trouble. That was until //// came into our lives. We all would have been better off without him. God, if it wasn’t for we could have just… (A small break was taken as she started crying.)

It all started with mom's newest boyfriend. Just like the others, he seemed nice, but it was all a cover. He bought her gifts and took her to dinner, he even tried being friendly towards me, offering to drive me places or buy me small souvenirs we saw when he took my mom and I

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