Maybe it was better that Margott had left, maybe Melissa could get some information from Richard Sr. about the lab and everything else she wanted to know about. Even though Richards and Sonya's tragedy was still too recent, she knew that there was no time to waist.
"I still don't know why my son was killed that night," Richard Sr. said, his eyes frowning his eyes. I feel there must be a reason why Richard was killed that night". The man's eyes watered, sorrow and longing on his now pale face.
"Mr. Seithel. I think Richard was involved on something, much bigger than himself," she said choosing her words carefully. "Remember that I was looking for him that day of the weeding. It wanted to ask him something," Melissa pushed, "let's see how much he really knows". She though.
