Unlocking the Orion Code - The Killer's Daughter - BOOK 1 by Leonard J. Walker - HTML preview

CHAPTER 9

I did not know how long I sat at the bottom of that staircase, listening to the recordings

over and over again; hearing my mom accuse my dad of orchestrating the deaths of at least

thirteen people, many of whom she claimed had been close family friends - like the Conleys.

I stared at the wall of clippings and photographs. Aden had been tracking us down for

years. He had picked up right where his father left off. His father, the cop; he had not lied to

me about that. I was starting to believe he had not really lied to me at all.

But my dad did.

I was having trouble associating the warm, caring man I knew with the picture of a

murderer that the newspaper clippings and printouts were painting. There was, however,

no denying that it was my mom's voice on the recordings. She believed he was capable of

murder.

I knew what Aden had been trying to hint at when he pointed out the article on her death.

She had died in front of a police station, in the company of his parents. She had tried to turn

my dad in. He had allegedly killed people for less.

I covered my mouth with both hands and screamed. I felt the tears running, unchecked,

down my cheeks. And I screamed.

I sat there, at the bottom of those basement stairs, crying and screaming until I had nothing

else left.