“Twenty-nine days.”
“Okay, so you’ve been here since the day after you left for your trip.” Something is off about this.
“We’ve tried finding out who he is, but it’s not been that easy because until you said his name, he didn’t have any recognition of his past.”
“Is there anything important I need to know?” I can see the concern in his eyes as he looks at Connie again. He wants to know if he has a girlfriend or wife and kids.
“Nothing more than you have your own law practice. You don’t have any family to speak of. And as for the last time we spoke, you didn’t have a girlfriend or anything.” I pointedly look at Connie letting her know I understand. “So what happened to you? Why are you here and don’t remember anything?”
“It’s kind of fuzzy, but according to Connie and Dr. Bill, I was brought here after being found in an alley. I’d been beaten and stabbed then left for dead and all my identification was stolen. It wasn’t until a week ago that I woke up with no idea of who I was or why I was in Chicago. It’s making a little more sense now. I was going to attend a conference here. I don’t know which one or when, but that’s why I was here.” Even though he’s talking to me, he’s still looking at Connie. I want to smile because after everything bad, it looks like something good is going to happen.
“I’ve been wondering why you haven’t returned my calls. I thought you were just making empty promises when you said you’d help me out.” Devin’s tension is emanating from his body.
“I’m really sorry, Brooke. But it looks like you have someone in your corner.” He looks at Devin and says, “I must apologize, but I can’t seem to remember you. Have we met?”
“No, we haven’t.”
“Woo…that’s good to know. The more that comes back to me the better.”
“Um…David, it’s great to see you but I’m getting too tired.” I pretend to get fatigued.
“Oh, shit. I forgot you were hurt too. Are you going to be here in the morning? I’m sorry, but I need to pick your brain until mine starts operating better.”
“Absolutely.”
Devin takes me back to my room and the doctor follows. “Brooke, next time, you need to work on your performance. You’re not meant for the theater.”
“Sorry, doc. It’s just I think I need to speak with the police about what’s going on with David and my suspicions.”
“I’ll notify the detective on the case and get them over here.”
“Don’t tell the detective about David’s real name until I see them. I don’t want anything run until I speak with them…just in case.”
He leaves us alone and Devin’s looking for answers right away. I give him a quick rundown of my suspicions and he’s thinking the same thing.
It takes only half an hour before the police are in my room.
“Hello, Miss Bennett. I’m Detective Sanders and this is Detective De La Torre. We were told that you may know the victim in the other room.” They’re both brawny men that look like they belong in the seventies.
“Yes, he was my family lawyer. His name is David Parker, and the reason I didn’t want you to run a background check or contact anyone back in Ohio is…I don’t think this is a random big city crime. I really needed David so I called his cell for days with no return call. When I called his office, his assistant lied to me. She told me that David had come back and that he had to go out of town again. I didn’t like her tone with me. She was rude and it felt off.”
“Were you involved with Mr. Parker intimately?” Devin should know the answer to that, but I can see the jealous look in his eyes.
I give them a chuckle and answer honestly, “No…not at all. I came to him with my financial problems after my parents’ death and he said he’d help me get things squared away and to call him if I needed anything. It didn’t seem like he was just giving me the brush off. He was sincere.”
“Well, I’m glad you
“Okay, so you’ve been here since the day after you left for your trip.” Something is off about this.
“We’ve tried finding out who he is, but it’s not been that easy because until you said his name, he didn’t have any recognition of his past.”
“Is there anything important I need to know?” I can see the concern in his eyes as he looks at Connie again. He wants to know if he has a girlfriend or wife and kids.
“Nothing more than you have your own law practice. You don’t have any family to speak of. And as for the last time we spoke, you didn’t have a girlfriend or anything.” I pointedly look at Connie letting her know I understand. “So what happened to you? Why are you here and don’t remember anything?”
“It’s kind of fuzzy, but according to Connie and Dr. Bill, I was brought here after being found in an alley. I’d been beaten and stabbed then left for dead and all my identification was stolen. It wasn’t until a week ago that I woke up with no idea of who I was or why I was in Chicago. It’s making a little more sense now. I was going to attend a conference here. I don’t know which one or when, but that’s why I was here.” Even though he’s talking to me, he’s still looking at Connie. I want to smile because after everything bad, it looks like something good is going to happen.
“I’ve been wondering why you haven’t returned my calls. I thought you were just making empty promises when you said you’d help me out.” Devin’s tension is emanating from his body.
“I’m really sorry, Brooke. But it looks like you have someone in your corner.” He looks at Devin and says, “I must apologize, but I can’t seem to remember you. Have we met?”
“No, we haven’t.”
“Woo…that’s good to know. The more that comes back to me the better.”
“Um…David, it’s great to see you but I’m getting too tired.” I pretend to get fatigued.
“Oh, shit. I forgot you were hurt too. Are you going to be here in the morning? I’m sorry, but I need to pick your brain until mine starts operating better.”
“Absolutely.”
Devin takes me back to my room and the doctor follows. “Brooke, next time, you need to work on your performance. You’re not meant for the theater.”
“Sorry, doc. It’s just I think I need to speak with the police about what’s going on with David and my suspicions.”
“I’ll notify the detective on the case and get them over here.”
“Don’t tell the detective about David’s real name until I see them. I don’t want anything run until I speak with them…just in case.”
He leaves us alone and Devin’s looking for answers right away. I give him a quick rundown of my suspicions and he’s thinking the same thing.
It takes only half an hour before the police are in my room.
“Hello, Miss Bennett. I’m Detective Sanders and this is Detective De La Torre. We were told that you may know the victim in the other room.” They’re both brawny men that look like they belong in the seventies.
“Yes, he was my family lawyer. His name is David Parker, and the reason I didn’t want you to run a background check or contact anyone back in Ohio is…I don’t think this is a random big city crime. I really needed David so I called his cell for days with no return call. When I called his office, his assistant lied to me. She told me that David had come back and that he had to go out of town again. I didn’t like her tone with me. She was rude and it felt off.”
“Were you involved with Mr. Parker intimately?” Devin should know the answer to that, but I can see the jealous look in his eyes.
I give them a chuckle and answer honestly, “No…not at all. I came to him with my financial problems after my parents’ death and he said he’d help me get things squared away and to call him if I needed anything. It didn’t seem like he was just giving me the brush off. He was sincere.”
“Well, I’m glad you
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