Chapter 8Present Day
“Mr. Nickerson. I'm so sorry to have to go over these details with you at such a painful time, but I have just a few questions about the accident.” The police officer leads Isaac to a comfortable chair and sits across from him.
“I understand.” Still dazed, Isaac nods his head. He is a military man after all and understands that protocol must be followed.
“It was foggy, a thick marine layer,” Isaac begins. “We had - my family and I - had gone to a favorite restaurant up to Lighthouse Point for dinner. On the way home I wanted to stop at my office to pick up some blueprints, so I could work on them some more. I design ships.”
“So, it was foggy and you missed the exit on the freeway, is that what happened?” The officer had been briefed earlier but wanted to hear it di
