The lost investigation at Jenson Creek

(The beginning of this story can be found in this link. It is one chapter and gives the backstory for this continuation.)

The day is crisp and cool. The wind is blowing in gusts, and the rain has cleared. Denny pulls the sedan into the small parking lot next to the old church. The coroner has just left. That investigation procedure would take place later today. For now, Denny’s only interest was the scene of the crime.

Therefore, he steps around the police tape and enters the old church on Jenson Creek. The place is eerily familiar. Although, it has been twenty years since the last time he was here, it still looks the same. In fact, he can still see the stains, in the old wooden floor. However, there’s nothing floating around, today.

With this in mind, he greets the first responding officer. And as they begin discussing the details, the officer tells Denny the call came in just after midnight. Furthermore, the officer didn’t encounter any activity, after he arrived at the scene. Denny takes notes, and the forensics team continues the search for clues.

The Lost Investigation at Jenson Creek

Denny is a detective with the county police. Additionally, the old church on Jenson Creek falls under his jurisdiction. And until early this morning he hadn’t thought about this place in over twenty years. Now, he stoops to examine the place where the body was found. This was an unexpected call for him. Furthermore, this area was a part of his past. His distant past.

Indeed, twenty years ago, he stood in almost this exact same spot. However, he still remembers how the terror rooted him to this spot. In fact, he feels a slight sense of nerves, as he recollects the adrenaline rush of that day. He was a kid. His cousins ran off and left him here, as a joke. Obviously, his young mind gave in to his fear.

Jenson Creek

Now, as he examines the wooden floor, there are new stains. However, there is something off with these. Therefore, he makes a note to reexamine the photos of this area later. For now, he wonders what happened in this extremely old place. And why.

He stands up, and slowly walks around the immediate area. There are no other signs of trauma. In fact, there doesn’t even appear to be dust, on the old floor. Therefore, he feels sure this is the result of foul play.

Similarly, he knew something was off, the moment the call came in early this morning. Now, the officer returns, and hands Denny an object. It is a small evidence bag, with several items inside. Denny surveys the items through the bag. Forensics would analyze these later, at the station.

Loss for Words

There is a wallet inside the bag, and after confirming its presence, Denny questions the officer again.

“You’re sure about the ID?” He shakes the small bag, indicating the wallet inside. The officer nods in the affirmative. Then speaks:

“The ID definitely is Denny Williams.” He looks closely at Denny for his reaction. For his part, Denny isn’t sure what he thinks yet. Only that he is no longer the only Denny Williams, that he knows.

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Lost investigation