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                  "Ok, so where are we?"
                  " We're in the dark is where we are. You have to understand that there are several steps you have to go through before jumping straight to an accusation of murder. I let myself go there and I shouldn’t have. "
                  "Fine."
                  " Don't start, Madison. "
                  "You have enough evidence here to at least start building a case. I don’t know why you don’t do it."
                  " We will do it. These things take time. We still have to wait for the coroner's report on Kyle Young. "
                  He was right, and I was acting like a child.
                  "I'm sorry," I said, "I'm just a little frustrated."
                  " I understand ."
                  "We'll talk tomorrow?"
                  " I'll call you later tonight ."
                  "Ok," I said, and hung up.
                  I called the hospital. They weren't allowing Candace any visitors for the time being, which either means I would need the assistance of the police – fat chance given the current climate – or I would have to be very close family. I toyed with the idea of contacting her family to see if I could wangle an in, then chastised myself for thinking about this the way I'd accused Lester of thinking. Candace was not merely a piece of a puzzle, she was a human being in a lot of emotional, and now physical pain.
     
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                  It was a chilly night for June. Lester had not bothered to remove the light jacket he was wearing.
                  "The autopsy results are in," he said as he took a seat in my living room.
                  "Ok," I said, "and?"
                  He gave it to me straight. "Heart attack."
                  I shook my head immediately. "No way."
                  "Madison."
                  "No way, Lester. They need to look at it again."
                  "They looked at it enough. My chief is telling me I have to start backing off this one. The coroner's report is going to be filed."
                  "What about the body falling?"
                  "No one saw it."
                  "We all heard it."
                  "And it's all been duly noted. The four of you were under the influence of alcohol and—"
                  "Oh, no way," I said forcefully.
                  "Madison, take two objective steps back and look at the picture here. We have four unreliable witnesses. You had all been drinking. There was a heavy storm outside. Perhaps it was a thunderclap, or something else. There are many ways to deceive the human ear."
                  "We felt the vibration."
                  "Madison, I have to go. I'm exhausted. I'm sorry."
                  I felt like picking up the man and throwing him across the room.
                  I guess I'm flying solo again , I thought.
                  The weekend had done nothing for me. All it had done was immerse me into another murder case.
                  And I hadn’t refused to go further. Instead, I went willingly.
                  Perhaps this was just what I needed.
                  Lester left and I didn’t say goodbye to him. I heard him drive away and I sat and sulked. Then I called Gerry.
                  "Yeah?" he answered. I could hear the whirring of the brewing machinery behind him.
                  "It's me, I have a problem. I'm not coming in tomorrow."
                  "You ok?"
                  "I think so. I just need one more day by myself. You can handle the business today, right?"
                  "Yeah, I should be