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Chapter Twenty-Three -- Evidence
"This is insane." Dave said as he began to pace around the room. He clearly wasn't buying this new evidence Priya and Lincoln presented to him. He had his doubts about how credible it was. He was absolutely sure Kevin was the killer. Landen knew both victims and he had a bad temper and Dave was sure Kevin was capable of murder.
"How credible is this...this sketch?" Dave demanded, pounding his hand on the wrinkled piece of paper.
"Um it's very credible Dave." Lincoln declared. He seemed confused as to why Dave would question the reliability of the evidence that Priya managed to dig up.
Priya stepped forward and began to speak. "Look I know that it may be difficult at first to accept 'our' findings as solid evidence and proof but—"
"Yeah it is. Look I'm not trying to insult you two but I just don't think that this...this picture is clear proof that Landen is innocent. I mean what if the medical examiner was wrong about time of death?"
"Are you saying I'm not a good medical examiner Dave?"
"What? YOU'RE an M.E.?" Dave asked flabbergasted.
"Yeah. I have a lot of schooling under my belt. Graduating high school at age 14 enables you to have such. Anyways I'm sure about the time of death. Give or take 2 minutes but Cheryl definitely was dead around 10:00 PM and that picture, along with the video footage from the flower shop clearly proves that Kevin couldn't have killed Cheryl and since the murder of Kathleen Baker was very similar, he probably didn't kill her either."
Dave sighed. While he could deny the sketch that Priya provided, security cam footage didn't lie. He had to accept the possibility that Kevin Landen isn't the murderer.
"Alright fine. So the murderer is still out there. Guess that means we gotta release Landen."
"We should do that immediately, you know considering..." Lincoln replied.
"Yeah I guess you're right. I'll do it." Dave volunteered.
"You sure that's a good idea Dave?" Lincoln asked concerned.
"I can handle it Linc. Trust me"
Dave opened the door and walked back down the hallway to where Landen was. There outside the room stood 2 FBI agents ready to intercept Batista.
"IT'S OK GUYS!" Lincoln shouted, sprinting after Dave. "We're cutting him loose."
The 2 agents backed down and allowed Dave & Lincoln to enter the room. Landen was sitting there playing with his thumbs when he looked up to see the 2 men standing before him.
"GET HIM OUT OF HERE!" Landen screamed. He shot up from his chair and ran to a corner in the room.
"Shut up Landen." Dave said annoyed. "We're letting you go."
"What? Just like that?" Kevin was confused.
"Yes. We know you didn't do it. You're free to go." Lincoln replied.
Dave walked closer to Kevin, who raised his hands to his face in self-defense. Dave rolled his eyes and grabbed his wrists and uncuffed him.
"There you little prick. You're free to go."
"Fuck you" Kevin barked with a bit of confidence in his voice, sure that Dave wasn't going to lay a hand on him again. He walked out of the room and went with the 2 agents down to processing. Dave and Lincoln could hear Kevin ranting down the hallway, threatening to sue the FBI for his mistreatment.
"Don't worry Dave." Lincoln said, patting his back. Dave looked down at the smiling man and smiled back.
"Thanks. I'll be fine." Dave looked at his watch and noticed the time was 6:36 PM. Lincoln noticed and chuckled.
"Ready for the day to be over?" He asked.
"Yeah sort of." Dave grunted.
"Well congratulations its over. You head on home. I'm going to go back to the Dollhouse and sift through some more evidence. Maybe there's something we missed."
"You sure?" Dave asked.
"Yeah. I have to go get some things anyways. See ya tomorrow."
"Bye"
Dave was walking to his vehicle when he was stopped by a soft voice behind him.
"Dave?"
Dave turned around to see Priya racing towards him.
"Yeah?" Dave answered.
"I just wanted to say that it was great to meet you. I mean you seem like a really great person."
"Thanks" Dave replied.
"You know um... Lincoln really likes you. I mean you two seem to get along pretty well."
"Yeah I guess. He's ok."
"Excellent. So um... I hope your partnership works out. I see two you doing a lot of good together. Well anyways I won't keep you. Goodnight."
"Nite" Dave stood there confused as Priya walked away. 'Why did she say that? 'I hope you two work out'. What did that mean exactly?' He buried the though and got into his vehicle. His first day at the Dollhouse was quite an interesting one.
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