Chapter SixThe next day
“Mr. Sams, my grandson has been dead for the past five years now. And his killer has yet to be brought to justice. I wanna know what measures are being taken to arrest the man that murdered him,” Mrs. Williams said angrily, stomping her cane into the floor. She was a seventy five year old woman who wore her hair in a gray afro. She wore a pearl necklace and a P-coat over a purple pants suit and flats.
Chief Sams stopped filling out the paperwork that lay before him on the desk top. He dropped his pen on the document and lay back in the executive chair, clearing his throat with a fist to his mouth.
“Mrs. Williams, I assure you that we’re doing everything we possibly can to find your grandson’s killer. Unfortunately, we do have other cases that we’re handling also,
