John knew that April would never have committed suicide, but somehow his determination to find the truth had affected him in the presidency. He had acted with care and proceeded with caution and had found the truth, but the media had flipped everything on its head, like always.
Frank had exhausted all the leads that the senator had given him, and talked to everyone he thought she had contact with in a little over a day. The senator didn’t give him much to go off of, and everything still leads to suicide, or at least nothing points to murder.
As John sat sipping his coffee in a small coffee shop, he began to become anxious. Suddenly he saw a tall, middle aged, dark skinned man approach him. “Senator Humbledon,” the man said, “I’m Frank Burkehart. Your office contacted me asking me to meet with you.”
As John slowly roused from sleep, he realized the ring tone from his cell phone had broken the silence of the room. Clumsily he clawed for his phone on his bed side. Finally in his grasp, he pressed “talk.”
“His state has elected him senator where he has served 18 concurrent years. His passion for the people has aided the citizens of Virginia to help fight hunger, homelessness, and job loss for as long as he could talk. He has brought Virginia veterans the care and help they deserve. As a volunteer and all around good guy, John Humbledon can bring the same ideas and hard work he has brought Virginia since he was a child. Humbledon will be the next great President. Hi, I’m John Humbledon and I approve this message.”