THE FORGOTTEN HEIRESS-Chapter 106: Accused of Attempted Murder

The lawyer’s melancholic voice sounded, "The situation is not too good."

"What do you mean?" demanded Mr Beazell impatiently. This was not the time to be playing around with words.

"She is accused of attempted murder and the person she contracted to do the job was the one who made the confession."

"What!" Mr Beazell’s brows snapped together as he exclaimed.

"Mandy can do anything but murdering someone is definitely out of it. I’m sure there must be a mistake somewhere."

"I said it that mom was innocent but they still took her away," Linda lamented as she followed her father and the lawyer who were already marching into the office.

At the counter, Mr Beazel was treated respectfully considering his position and the contribution his company has made to the economy of Baltimore over the years.

"Can I see your boss?" he asked the officer on duty.

The officer on duty requested for him to be patient while he put a call through to his boss.

After getting his boss’s permission, they were ushered into the commissioner’s office.

"Good day commissioner," Mr Beazel was polite enough to offer his greeting.

"You are welcome," responded the commissioner. He pointed to the seats in the office, "Please do take your seat."

After everyone was seated, the commissioner stated, "I believe you came in respect of your wife’s arrest."

There was no need pretending he didn’t know why Mr Beazel was in his office after all the police station was not on the list of places where one would randomly pay a courtesy visit out of boredom.

"That’s right," affirmed Mr Beazell.

"You see, the police had been on the case for close to a month now, but because one of the suspects was in a coma, we couldn’t proceed with the investigation."

"Who is the one that testified against my wife? Where is he?"

Was it one of his business rivals that has done this? As far as he was concerned, his wife was just an excuse being used to deal with him.

"I’m sorry you can’t see him now," the commissioner refused calmly.

The commissioner’s calmness got on Mr Beazell’s nerve and a visible vein throbbed in his neck,

"Why can’t I see him? Are you in any way protecting him?" he flared up, not bothering about decorum anymore.

"He is still in the hospital undergoing treatment," the commissioner still maintained his calm tone, not the least bothered by Mr Beazell’s outburst.

It was understandable, given the fact that it was his wife’s reputation that was in question.

"Why would the police take the statement of someone who just woke up from a coma serious? Don’t you think his brain and thinking might have been muddled up and can’t think straight?" the lawyer spoke for the first time since they entered the commissioner’s office.

"With all due respect sir, are you insinuating we don’t know how to carry out our job?"

As much as he did not want to offend Mr Beazell, he wasn’t bothered about what the identity of the other man was.

"I mean nothing of the sort. My only aim is that the wrong person is not accused of a crime committed by another."

"A brain scan was done and he was certified Ok," the commissioner explained patiently. "So he was in his right frame of mind when he made the confession."

"May I know who the so-called victim is?" Mr Beazell demanded.

"She is Kathleen Crawford," revealed the commissioner.

"Kathleen Crawford?" echoed Mr Beazell, a questioning look in his eyes. "How can it be her?"

"You seem to know her from your reaction Mr Beazell," the commissioner stated his observations.

"Of course I do," Mr Beazell nodded in acknowledgement.

"What history does she have with your family?"

"I don’t know what you want to know but she has never had any grudges with my wife," he answered skeptically.

The commissioner pursed his lips as he tapped a few times on his table. "Are you sure about that?"

"I’m sure about that," snapped Mr Beazell

"Is it that you are not aware of any, or ..."

"I beg your pardon sir," interjected the lawyer.

"I’m sorry Mr..."

"Mr Raymond Taylor," supplied the lawyer. "I’m the legal adviser to the Beazell Group and by extension, his family lawyer," he introduced himself with an air of great achievement.

"Mr Taylor," continued the commissioner, "We are only doing our duty here and hold no ulterior motives."

"Do you have any idea of where your wife was today and what she did before she was arrested?" the commissioner asked as he turned his attention back to Mr Beazell.

Mr Beazell’s forehead puckered in a frown. "I don’t monitor my wife’s movements. She is old enough to go anywhere without supervision," he sneered, his voice filled with sarcasm.

The commissioner ignored the mocking tone and stated,

"It may interest you to know that your wife tried to frame the same Kathleen Crawford you claimed she has no grudges against."

Hearing that, Mr Beazell turned to look at his daughter, a questioning look in his eyes.

He could still remember them discussing during breakfast that morning about having something to do together later in the day.

And judging from Linda’s reaction just now, he could tell that what the commissioner said actually happened.

"I’m only hearing about this, but that doesn’t prove that she is capable of murder."

"Definitely not," agreed the Commissioner.

"I only brought out this one case to let you know that, there might be other things she may have done to the said Kathleen Crawford that you may not be aware of."

His eyes bore into that of Mr Beazell looking for any sign of uncertainty but he didn’t find any, as the former’s face showed no emotion. "Including attempted murder," he concluded.

For some seconds, Mr Beazell bowed his head in deep thought , he was yet to come to terms with the fact that his wife was capable of what she was accused of.