Chapter Thirteen
"Fools, " said I, "You do not know
Silence, like a cancer, grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells, of silence
Sully
Deja didn’t end up coming and pop said she was a wreck. So the fuck am I, but I wouldn’t not be here. My baby endured something foul and I would suffer through this torment for her.
I stare at pictures of the grave site. Small yellow markers with numbers surround the few bones I see. My stomach revolts and I vomit into the trash can beside me.
“Sam, are you sure you can do this?” Agent Sorell asks me.
I nod and wave for him to continue. I see where her costume was wrapped around the remains and her doll beneath her. “How are these intact?”
Agent Sorell looks at me with kind eyes. “She was wrapped in a garbage sack that was duct taped before it was buried. Time, elements, and animals are why we have what is left.”
It sounds so fucking morbid and twisted, but I want to know it all. For her, I will know every fucking detail.
I nod, motioning again for him to continue. Photo after photo, close ups, some from afar. Evidence they believe is blood on her costume and doll. Blood that is most likely hers and my stomach tumbles again as I wretch into the trash can.
It feels like hours as they speculate the truth from what this Levi fuck admitted, before they allow me to read the plea deal, that they are willing to make for his full confession.
“Plea deal? What the fuck? Why would we want a plea deal? He murdered my daughter! The fact he knows where she was, is proof enough!” I roar, unable to fathom any deal for the sick fuck.
Chris, the DA, looks at me. “Sam, with the plea, we keep him in California with no extradition. He has three other cases of the bodies they found. He is using this case to avoid death on that case. We can give him four life sentences for Kace and the three other victims found in his basement and guarantee he never sees outside the gates again. With the amount of cases against him, it is likely they will result in a capital case.”
My mind is going a mile a minute. “This mother fucker has been torturing kids for a minimum of ten years!” I roar, as I slam my fist on the table. “In and out of prison because the system is fucked up. The system allowed this to happen. To Kace and those other kids. How do their parents feel about letting this fiend live?”
“He is willing to give a full confession on all three children. The other parents are just as furious, but willing because they want the answers more,” Chris explains, and it hits me.
“So what? We say no to the plea and he walks, even though he led you to her body?”
“He won’t walk. He will plea to a deal with the other three victims and most likely get life, and give the answers,” he looks at me then, uncomfortable. “He was very specific. Answers to everything, but only with a plea.”
I feel an anxiety attack coming on as I see spots in my vision. “Then, let’s go to trial. Take his ass into preliminaries tomorrow and let him try toclaim‘not guilty’. I have the best back up money can buy. Noah Beckett and the members of TAT will buy us the meanest prosecutors in this country,” I am talking shit right now because nobody said that. It doesn’t matter though, I know they would.
“I will sell my share of PIT to Noah and roast this mother fucker.”
“With what evidence son?” My pop has been quiet through this, gritting his teeth in protest to the idea of a plea deal.
“He gave you the fucking location!” I roar, slamming my hands on the table with every word.
“And none of it will be admissible in court. His admission only comes because of the plea to the other three victims. Any defense attorney can argue it not admissible.” Chris tells me, as I pace the small conference room.
“Then get some fucking evidence! Subpoena for his DNA to be tested on our evidence!” I am pleading, plucking any fucking idea I can from the fucking heavens.
Then it hits me. I calm immediately.
“Will he be detained in jail or out on bail?” I ask, knowing I have an answer for both.
