Charles was good at what he did. He had investigated political and domestic crimes for ten years. He still had a ways to go to solve these murders though.
Charles had avoided Lisa Marie that week at all costs. Had it gotten back to his supervisor, Mr. Fortson, it might jeopardize his job. He had broken the golden rule, not to get involved personally. It was a good rule. Charles now knew where the leak was coming from. He dreaded finding out more about Lisa Marie. If she were the killer, it would mean she would be put to death. There was no saving her. He wondered in his drunken state on Friday night, if he had spilled any personal information about himself. He would never know that. Charles just had to hope that he didn’t. He wasn’t himself that night. He was worried that Beth was leaving him and he wouldn’t see her and the children ever again.
The next week brought rain and clouds to Georgetown. The fighting continued in Massachusetts. Under the command of General George Washington,42 the colonists went into war with optimistic hopes and dreams. The Continental Congress appointed George …show more content…
He was a friendly fellow. Nothing seemed disturbed in his office that investigators could find. Who would walk into his office and shoot him in the forehead? Why didn’t anybody hear the shot fired? Was he or she using a silencer? Only one person he knew was capable of such a murder. But Charles needed proof and not an assumption. That would be hard to find in his case.
Charles rode out to Baltimore to Raoul’s office that afternoon. He had to know why he was with Beth the night of the ball. Charles was careful, as he knew that British troops were everywhere. Raoul was surprised to see Charles that afternoon. He didn’t expect his arrival. “Come in, sit down please,” Raoul said, as Charles entered his office. “What can I do for you?”
“I wanted to see why you were with my wife the night of the ball?” Charles