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Enter Poem or Quote (Required) DETECTIVE The murder of the noted activist took the whole community by surprise, Jessie Malinche was known by the whole town, some had praised her, others said she spoke lies, for years she had fought, had ‘stood for women,’ this was where the detective did begin. The killer’s identity was well-known, Jerry Riggins, a local lawyer-type, the motive was what they hadn’t got yet, the police wanted to get this one right, since the media screamed about her death, the internet was mad and seeing red. The odd thing was that Jerry Riggins did have some connection to poor Malinche, he had been married to one Whitney Price, of course that name brought an ex-husband in, Alan Price, who had been accused of rape by Jessie Malinche, back in the ‘woke’ days. It seemed rather weird to that detective, he could understand Alan being mad, but why would Jerry kill for that fellow, when Jerry was married and a good dad? He had two sons left traumatized by this, for their sake the detective would persist. But as he started digging in the past a web of tragedy soon did emerge, from letters of Whitney and Alan Price, both had passed on too early from this Earth, but in their passing, he soon realized this all began long before Malinche died… *** ALAN He had been in jail for seven years now, and Alan couldn’t quite believe the news, the D.A. had concealed some evidence that proved Jessie’s claims were baldly untrue, he hadn’t raped her, as she had proclaimed, he’d been nowhere near her that dreary day. Not that anybody would admit wrong, his lawyer said Jessie would not retract, and media filth called him a monster, as they had done in that circus way back. He was a white male, their perfect target, and they got more clicks peddling bullsh-t. They were calling this a ‘technicality,’ a pathetic attempt to save some face, implying he was still somehow guilty, that he still deserved all the public’s hate. the fact that they had destroyed his whole life just didn’t matter, they had to feel right. This was why no apology appeared when news came his sentence was vacated, no charities had defended Alan, so nobody out there celebrated, he just walked out, and was given a ride to a half-way house, to restart his life. But how did you restart after all this? They had gone and taken his greatest years, most of his thirties, while making his mark working as a structural engineer. But now no firm would dare to hire him, he was broke, didn’t know where to begin. CONTINUES IN PART II.
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