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THE DREAM
CHAPTER 17
This was ridiculous. How can this be right?
If that is true, then did Sarah lie to me? Even just before she died? What is the meaning of this? This had to be wrong. It was just a last name, it could be a coincidence.
The more I thought about it the more betrayed I felt. Sarah had a different motive behind all this and she didn’t even tell me the truth.
There was one way to find out the truth. It’s true that me and Sarah had been dating just for a few months, but we were pretty close. At least I felt we were until yesterday.
But nevertheless she has stayed at my place far too many times and I do have some of her belongings.
I immediately went back to my apartment and got one of her combs and a toothbrush of hers. I got her DNA samples from those. I tried to compare them with the post-mortem reports of Steve Spindler.
It was a match!! They definitely were siblings!
I was finding this fact very difficult to take in. Not only the fact that, the real name of Steve Spindler was Mark Jacobs but also that he was Sarah’s brother who she was apparently trying to protect. What exactly was she protecting him from? And why is he dead while she yelled at me that she would do anything to keep him alive? All of this information was like a huge maze for me, the exit to which I was not able to find.
However small this bit of information looked like, it was a very important piece of information. This connected us to one more of these ridiculously insane murders and this also definitely gave us a new possibility that other might have been done by Mark too under various pretences and aliases. As the investigating officer of this case, Robert had to be told about this new development. So I decided I’d go to his cabin and tell him this.
But something very strange happened just then. As soon as I rose from my chair and moved a few steps ahead; the ceiling fan on top came crashing down. The glass on top of my table was smashed to pieces. You could hear a wave of gasps; echoing throughout the office as everyone was...
This was ridiculous. How can this be right?
If that is true, then did Sarah lie to me? Even just before she died? What is the meaning of this? This had to be wrong. It was just a last name, it could be a coincidence.
The more I thought about it the more betrayed I felt. Sarah had a different motive behind all this and she didn’t even tell me the truth.
There was one way to find out the truth. It’s true that me and Sarah had been dating just for a few months, but we were pretty close. At least I felt we were until yesterday.
But nevertheless she has stayed at my place far too many times and I do have some of her belongings.
I immediately went back to my apartment and got one of her combs and a toothbrush of hers. I got her DNA samples from those. I tried to compare them with the post-mortem reports of Steve Spindler.
It was a match!! They definitely were siblings!
I was finding this fact very difficult to take in. Not only the fact that, the real name of Steve Spindler was Mark Jacobs but also that he was Sarah’s brother who she was apparently trying to protect. What exactly was she protecting him from? And why is he dead while she yelled at me that she would do anything to keep him alive? All of this information was like a huge maze for me, the exit to which I was not able to find.
However small this bit of information looked like, it was a very important piece of information. This connected us to one more of these ridiculously insane murders and this also definitely gave us a new possibility that other might have been done by Mark too under various pretences and aliases. As the investigating officer of this case, Robert had to be told about this new development. So I decided I’d go to his cabin and tell him this.
But something very strange happened just then. As soon as I rose from my chair and moved a few steps ahead; the ceiling fan on top came crashing down. The glass on top of my table was smashed to pieces. You could hear a wave of gasps; echoing throughout the office as everyone was...
