Diablo
What was I even thinking? It couldn't be Faith. I practically knew Mark's wife. She was like a sister to me. This had to be a misunderstanding on the investigator's part.
"Mr. Hansen, Are you still there?" His distorted voice over the line managed to snap me out of my overwhelming thoughts. I wasn't sure of what to even say. One thing I did know was there was no way I was keeping this within myself. I needed to know the truth or whatever colored glass I was bent on seeing.
"Yeah... Just keep doing the digging. It looks like we are finally going somewhere."
"Okay, Mr. Hansen. What is your next move?"
I hit the red button. My next move was to ask questions. It was pretty brash and I probably wasn't thinking straight but how could I? How could I even comprehend that my best fri
