Who Is Telling The truth? Part 3

Chapter 229-2

Who Is Telling The truth?

Part 3

 

 

The house was a total loss; I hadn’t seen Jeff since being trapped inside. Mr. Tate quickly went over to the chief of police and yelled at him as he pointed to us. “How dare you keep these people exposed to the elements so they can freeze to death watching the home they were all in go up in flames? If you want to talk to them, you can do it later, unless you don’t want to keep your job?”

The chief of police paled and things happened quickly. We were soon escorted as they quickly letting Landan through and our honor guard, Stringum honked the horn telling people to get the hell out of his way. Once he reached us Landan opened the limo and we quickly all got in. Mr. Tate said. “Take them to my estate”

 Landan nodded and Dad asked Stringum. “Are sure it’s safe there?”

He said. “No, I am not, but none of us is safe here or at your home either. It wasn’t Mr. Tate that told Mr. Walter to do this. It was someone else if you get my meaning?”

 

Dad quickly had Mrs. Walters get into the limo as well as her family. She asked where we were going. Stringum said, “to Mr. Tate’s estate.”

She said. “Hell no, how do I know for sure it wasn’t him that set the fire or helped my husband do it before he killed him?”

Stringum said. “Trust me Mrs. Walter it wasn’t him, he was with me the whole night.”

She said. “I rather not sir. Because I don’t trust people that say one thing and do another until I am sure he wasn’t responsible. He was the one that told me to invite the Carrions to my house and give them a warm welcome with his sincere apology. Then when we were about to go to bed our house was rigged to burn with us locked inside the rooms.

“My boys nearly all died in that fire. The place was covered with lighter fluid in each of the rooms we were in. Nate and Randy tell me the basement was covered in it and door to my son’s room was padlocked shut with them inside it. We watched my husband walk out the door like he does every night to get drunk, but this time he got drunk and hung himself in the bathroom. Leaving me a note telling me he was sorry and he loved me. I know my husband Mr. Stringum, he can’t write, and he can’t read.

“So why in the world would he write me a note in the first place? Plus not once during our 19 years of marriage has ever told me he loved me. I rather be anywhere than be near a man that has the entire police force here in Heber under his thumb. I rather take my chances with Mr. Carrion the only person and his honor guards were willing to risk their life’s to save my boys and his son Nate. I know if it was anyone else that belongs to our so-called true church they would have let us all die.”

Mr. Stringum said “Fine, I have no problem with that. I will make sure there is a full investigation. I too don’t trust the man, but I tell you he wasn’t the one who gave the order, and he wasn’t responsible for your husband death. He was with me all day and all night, we were out of town most of the day which is the reason I know he wasn’t responsible, but I have an idea who it was.”

He pounded on the window and Landan rolled down the window. Stringum’s said, “Turn around, and head for the freeway, and call the safe house and tell them were safe and have them join us at the Hilton Garden Inn. Make sure the only one that knows we are going there is the manager and no one else.” He said yes sir, and rolled up the window. 

Stringum explained. He was busy trying to find a place for our annual Halloween fundraiser which was a week from this coming Friday and Mr. Tate was helping… said he knew a guy that owed him a favor. He also said he had moved everyone off the mountain the moment when our security guys found five of our best men killed doing the rounds.

He said “Not too worry Nate everyone is accounted for and I have moved all the animals to a secure location so we won’t have a repeat of what happened before. I have 300 men walking the grounds, but just for a precaution, I had everyone moved to the safe house until I knew what the hell was going on. It’s a good thing I had those men working on a back way out of there. In case our castle was hit, they didn’t get far past the first gate, it seems they had help from the inside, before they were trapped, and they killed themselves before we could get to them with a cyanide capsule.

“I moved everyone as I said just in case they came back, being as that Mr. Tate intends to make a big announcement in church tomorrow that he has aligned his house with ours, plus giving a big apology to the Mr. Philips and his boys as well as my wife Dr. Sars. He also making sure that everyone knows he didn’t send out that kill order on you Mrs. Walter as well as the Carrions and all his friends like Kirk and his family.

“Someone wants all of us really bad as they had failed last time. We still can’t get a fix on them, they keep moving and leaving trails then disappear into the wind; which states we needed to be more cautious in the future until we can take them out before they take us out.

“Now when we get to the hotel and settled in our rooms for the night. I will have clean clothes for you all. And then we will talk about what had happened. According to you Nate and Randy, the place was doused in lighter fluid so it would burn quickly as Mr. Walters locked everyone in the house. He paddled locked the garage and the front of the house. So you would have no way out, plus the windows were a death trap so you couldn’t go out that way. He knew your boys couldn’t get out without help from the outside. Being how small they were.

“Yet he didn’t count on Mr. Carrion's honor guard to be close by in case if there was danger. Only you Mrs. Walter knew as well as your family, but not your husband. That is what saved you tonight; the fact that Nate hit the panic button on his watch said you were indeed in trouble. Mrs. Walter, do you know where your daughter Holly is? Randy and Candus said she had gone to Mr. Tate’s estate. I just told you we were gone all day.”

She said. “I had assumed you had her. You mean you don’t have her at this safe house?” He shook his head no.

She said started to panic said. “Oh God please tell me she alright?” Randy and Candus wrote down each of their friends that she normally hangs out with, stating she had called one of her friends and gotten into a black Mercedes and was heading to Mr. Tate’s place and that was the last time they saw her. That she was going with several of her friends to convince Mr. Tate not align his house with us.

Stringum picked up the CB and pressed the button. “This Red Leader calling Golden Goose and black Phantom, over.”

Jenny came on to the air said. “Copy Red leader, Black Phantom is a little busy right now, making sure that no one mess with the crime scene. Until the big guns have a chance to investigate, not trusting the local jokes to do their job, over.”

Stringum said pressing the button. “Copy Golden Gooses; we have 911 in progress, the daughter of Mr. Walter named Holly has gone missing. They say she got into a black Mercedes around 1 pm and was head towards Tate’s place. I have a list of friends she might be at, interrogate each one and find her and wrapped her up in bubble wrap and post marker ASAP To Hilton Garden Inn, downtown Salt Lake City.

“Do not, I repeat don’t tell her about her family, she might be responsible, or knows who is, repeat do not interrogate her until she is wrapped up nice and tight and has been delivered for questioning, over.”

Jenny came back on said. “Red leader Copy, we have missing chick, in transit; she came on her own power and have taken precautions, over.”

Mrs. Walter was in tears as she just found out Holly was safe and on route to us. She asked, “Do you really think Holly is responsible Mr. Stringum?”

He said. “Not directly no, but stands to reason she might be because she didn’t come back home finding that Mr. Tate wasn’t home; Randy and you say that her friends dis-invited her to spend the night at a sleepover. Yet the question is where she went, you have two people leaving the house, your husband couldn’t have been alone in this.

“None of you saw him actually dose the house in lighter fluid, nor did you see him light it on fire. Yet we both know he was the one that locked the doors of each of his kid's room, except for Candus room and Randy as well as your bedroom Mrs. Walter, because neither of you were inside them.

“According to the layout of the house, most of it could have been done during the time you were eating and he was the one that put your boys to bed before leaving the house fully clothed like he does every night. At the time when you were eating you, all stated that you were all dressed in robes the same robes you have on now. So the question is why did he change into one and leave the house, then made his way down to the nearest bar he frequents, then within minutes the house was on fire, and he was found dead roughly the same time.

“The lighter fluid can dry quickly and the smell dissipates over time, but because it is alcohol base that part remains behind and once lit. It burns quickly like gasoline without a visible trail. My gut feeling is he started the one downstairs and your daughter started the ones upstairs going through the garage.

“Yet the problem I am having is. The garage door was padlocked shut and so was the door leading out to it because Mr. Carrions honor guard had to break the locks to get you out. You came home around 3 or 3:30 roughly putting the car into the garage. So that means your husband could of have locked it when he came home leaving the main garage door coming in from the outside into the garage unlocked and the front door unlocked until he left locking all doors from the outside except for the main front door because Mr. Carrion came out and went back in after trying to catch up with Mr. Carrion running into his honor guards had him followed. Someone paddle locked the front door and wasn’t Mr. Carrion or your husband, someone wanted to make sure you were all trapped inside.

“Like I said this was either a planned job, head of time or someone like your daughter came home and dosed the rooms with lighter fluid why you are all eating, since you stated you saw no bottles laying around upstairs or downstairs while cleaning the house before he came home. And there were no bottles or smell of it when the boys went down to bathe.

“Yet when Randy and Nate went downstairs when it started the doors were all locked and the main windows were set ablaze from the outside and inside, plus our two boys finding bottles inside the fireplace and wet walls and ceiling and all the furniture downstairs on fire. It seems to me it could be a two-man job and possibly some sort of timed trigger to give both people the time to escape before they two were trapped inside. I won’t know for sure until we do a proper investigation.

“The other problem I am having, no one knew about the Carrions end until the last minute that you were all staying there. Someone wants the Carrions bad enough to kill them, that we already knew, but apparently you also Mrs. Walters and your family because you and your husband have stated you were aligning your houses with them and just like Mr. Tate told you to do it and many others. Yet like I said Mr. Tate was with me all day and we weren’t coming back until tonight. So why was your daughter going to his estate? Only 6 phone calls were made… I should know considering I had Mr. Carrions honor guard tap your phones in case Nate or his family needed extra security after the previous advents.

“The only phone calls that were recorded after the honor guard left were. Holly’s friends calling to tell her not come to the sleepover party, Nate calling home to tell his brothers to come down early; Mrs. Carrion calling her husband to bring an overnight bag, and Mr. Carrion calling Landan for a pickup but canceled it. Nate, Randy, and Candus said Holly made one phone call to one of her friends to take her to Mr. Tate’s place. Yet there was no such phone call.

“Yet a black Mercedes picked her up to take her there. That is why I think she was involved in this, but we won’t know until we interrogate her, to find out the truth and why I told my security teams not tell her about you being still alive; to get a true reaction. I pray to god that she isn’t involved, but something tells me she knew about it and knows the person responsible.

“I also believe like you said, Mrs. Walter. Why would your husband write you a note, when he can’t read or write, and no one at the bar saw him write it? Plus the fact you said it yourself, not once has he told you he loved you.” Stringum steepled his fingers as he looked at her and everyone inside the limo as we entered the Salt Lake Valley seeing all the lights lit up like a bunch of stars.