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dismissed and ignored. The Court had a conviction in the murder of Natasha Wyman and wasn’t interested in complicating matters with a frivolous reopening of the case due to the crazed confession of a deranged lunatic. The official explanation was that a fair trial had been held, the defendant had been pronounced guilty and was serving his time. Case closed.
The mysterious Mitch Evans had indeed shown up at Granite Hills, but Ethan never had a chance to meet him. One night, about a month after the man’s arrival, he had been found dead in his cell. Complications from diabetes was listed as the cause of death.
The following day, Ethan had received a visit from Red Tesler, a fellow inmate and self-appointed prison gossip coordinator. The man, known as Big Red, made it his business to provide information. He had a message for Ethan.
“Mitch,” Big Red said, “left a letter for you.” The burly man added that the letter was in a book called Over My Dead Body in the prison library.
Ethan was intrigued by the news but he had his doubts. It all sounded a bit far-fetched. Nothing more than a rumor. Even if the man had left a letter, the odds of it still being there were slim.
Big Red sensed Ethan didn’t believe him. “My information is reliable,” he insisted.
Who else knows about this letter? Ethan questioned.
“Nobody. Strictly confidential.”
Ethan still wasn’t convinced. His face showed it even without saying a word.
“Look, if the man said it’s there, then it is.” Tesler’s tone suggested he was a little irritated. “Why don’t you just go down to the Library and have a look?”
Figuring he had nothing to lose and a lot to gain by not getting the big man upset, Ethan agreed to check it out. He still didn’t buy the man’s story, though.
Visiting the library later that afternoon, Ethan eventually located the book. As he pulled it from the shelf, he could see the bulge between the pages. It may or may not be his letter but there was definitely something inside the book. It took only seconds for the anxious Ethan to remove the envelope tucked inside the front cover. Ripping it open, he was shocked to discover it was more than a letter. Thirty 3 x 5 color photos, printed on both sides of plain copy paper. The pictures told quite a story. Some were of Natasha Wyman and the crime scene, and others showed the District Attorney, Mariana Clark, at someone’s house looking at what appeared to be more photos of the dead girl!
The letter stated that before Ethan’s conviction, Mitch had called the D.A. and offered her indisputable proof that her suspect was innocent. And that he, Mitch Evans had killed the girl. It went on to give the details of how Mitch had hidden a camera in the grandfather clock. The motion-activated camera, triggered by the removal of the bottom panel on the clock had taken four shots of Mariana as she studied the photographs.
Until that moment, Ethan had been reluctant to believe the rumors and had his doubts about Mitch’s claims as well, deeming it all nothing but a cruel joke, but he couldn’t explain the pictures. Besides, somebody had killed the girl and it certainly hadn’t been him! But, why wasn’t any of this mentioned at the trial? What possible reason could the D.A. have for purposefully ignoring such vital information?
The longer he thought about it and considered the possibility, the more sense it made that Mitch had told the truth. There had been a marked and noticeable change in the District Attorney’s demeanor the last few days of the trial. Ethan still didn’t understand why any of it had happened, but he was now inclined to think it was possible, even probable.
Still, there were many unanswered questions. How had Mitch been able to put the pictures, or camera for that matter, into the clock? Then, how had he retrieved the snapshots of Mariana? And perhaps the most perplexing question, how had the guy managed to get the pictures into Granite Hills?
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