Forgotten

On a hot summer day, young police Officer Shamus Reynolds finds a letter on his desk. He takes no notice of this innocent piece of paper until he reads it. Somehow, someone has written things about him, things that he has never shared with anyone. And an accusation lies within the letter... something that Reynolds has never done.
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6. Chapter Six

 

That morning Logan Pierce had thought only of the one hard task ahead of him. Contact Earl Reynolds. He himself did not have to make the phone call, but either way he did not want to tell anyone such a horrible thing. A day prior the station had called Reynolds’ mother and after delivering the news to her, all they heard was sobbing and glass breaking. They were not sure if she was mentally stabile after this, and decided to send someone to her house to check on her.

After several attempts to call Earl that same day all they got from his was his voicemail.

“Hello, this is Earl Reynolds. I am not taking my phone right now due to work or over exhaustion. I will get back to you as soon as possible.”

He had never called back.

In a trail of thought, Pierce almost didn’t respond to his new assistant, Gorgiano. Apparently the nervous soul was the youngest member of his family back in Italy, and was granted the gift of going to America. They wanted him to learn better English and law, so he could become successful. He was about twenty years old. 

“S-sir?” Gorgiano asked, looking at Pierce with his brown and curious eyes.
“Yes?”
“Have some…reports for you?” He said hesitantly and paused to search for the words. In response Logan nodded and gestured to his desk. The assistant quickly laid them down and left the room. Swiftly, the head officer flipped through the papers and sorted them into individual piles. There was a murder, a robbery and a mugging. Even though these crimes were worse than what happened to Reynolds, Pierce just couldn’t make himself feel sympathy for them. He was simply too distracted.

Almost robotically he lifted himself from his chair and passed around the reports to the right people, who would then start investigating. His job was to read through them and delegate jobs. He seldom attended a search, only if he was needed. Their staff of officers was sufficient and thorough.

Logan’s mind trailed back to Earl. Should he attempt calling him again, and just get it over with? When he picked up the phone he realized something. Shouldn’t he be calling one more person? Someone was missing… Reynolds’s father.

He fished in his desk for the suicide note. It was evidence, and was in a sterile box. He applied gloves before opening it and examining it once again. Logan skimmed the text until he found the information he was looking for:

I did not want things to come to this, but I know they must. You are the most important person in my world, along with Earl, especially since Dad left you alone with two boys to raise, so long ago.”

So Reynolds’s father had left them as children. Was this important? Should he track down the father? He had no time to finish the thought before there was a rapid knocking on the door. Before he could answer ‘Come in’ there was already a young man standing before him, severely out of breath. He seemed familiar, but Logan could not place exactly where he had seen him from.
“How can I help you?” The man was clearly distressed and in a rage of emotion. In his hand was a newspaper, which he held up in disgust.
“Is this true?” he asked while throwing the paper on the desk.

Pierce looked at the article to which the man was pointing and took a short intake of breath.
“Oh.” Slowly he sat down in his seat.
“Well?” the blond man responded impatiently.
“I take it you’re Earl. Please, take a seat.” Logan waited until he could sense Reynolds’ brother felt somewhat comfortable.
“Can I offer you some coffee or tea?”
“You haven’t answered my question. Is this…true?” his voice broke and tears were threatening to well over.
Pierce took a deep breath and gently said:
“I’m afraid so.” Silence. They held eye contact until Earl responded.

“Oh my God.” He covered his mouth with his hands. “Oh my God. No. No. Not Shamus. He wouldn’t have. NO!” He seemed to have forgotten Pierce was in the room. He began to whisper to himself in a panic. He was crying already but somehow kept his voice steady.

“Was…was there a note? Anything?” Silently the head officer handed some gloves to Earl and secondly the suicide letter. As Earl read it he began to breathe faster and faster. He was sobbing and couldn’t hold it together. When he was finished he laid down the letter on the table and started to get up.

“Wait, Earl. I am terribly sorry for your loss, and I will investigate this issue once I get more information. Your brother was a great man, and I will find out exactly what happened.”
“What happened? He killed himself, that’s what happened! But thank you anyway and thanks for your time.”

A small smile cracked on his lips as Earl said goodbye and stepped out of the door.

 

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