Sunday, December 16, 2012

THE SANDMAN - PART 7



THIS IS PART 7 OF 9. Be sure to read the previous parts:
PART 6
PART 5
PART 4
PART 3
PART 2
PART 1

The next day Rex was walking on the second floor of the WILK above the commons. He passed by the BYUSA offices. Remington was inside looking over some papers with his VP, Chelsea. He looked up just as Rex passed by. Remington interrupted himself mid-sentence and said to his staff, “Hold on, just a moment. I’ll be right back.” He walked briskly, opened the door, and called to Rex.
   
Rex stopped in his tracks and looked up, then turned around. Remington was now walking toward him.

“Hey Rex, listen,” Remington said in a rather apologetic tone. “About last night. I overreacted.”

That caught Rex off guard a little.

“In fact,” said Remington, “I was thinking that in an effort to show there are no hard feelings, you and I could double on a date this weekend.”

Rex scratched the back of his head, trying to think up an excuse. Before he could Remington started planning the whole thing out.

“We could go to my place, and play some games or something.”

“Well, uh...”

“Come on Rex. No hard feelings?” Remington said this and looked Rex in the eyes as if to say “remember who’s the one not pressing charges here.”

Rex got an idea too, though. “Sure, I’ll go.”

“Great! Oh, and one more thing...”

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“No!” exclaimed Jamie as she and Rex walked home late that afternoon.

“But Jamie, you and I both know he’s hiding something about Alyson’s death...”

“Which is why I don’t want to go out with him,” Jamie interrupted.

“Jamie, Jamie. This will give us an opportunity to get a closer look at him. Besides, you know how Bishop McKee is always telling us we shouldn’t be so picky in who we date...”

Usually Jamie would have laughed at this. Instead she gave a cold glare as if to say “Not funny.”

“Okay, okay,” Rex held his hands up in self-defense. “I’ll just have to tell Remington it’s a no-go.” He paused, giving a chance for the next sentence to sink in. “I guess I’ll just have to catch him myself, and you’ll have to write your next article on something else, like the Cannon Center or something.” He let that sink in.

Jamie thought about it for a moment. “Fine, I’ll go. What about you? Who are you going with?”

“Remington’s VP, Chelsea.”

Chelsea Allen was undoubtedly one of the more “sought after” ones at BYU. She was probably responsible for winning the male vote in the most recent school elections that ended in Remington’s victory.

“Oh, really?” Jamie smirked. “Look at you. Going out with Chelsea Allen. In that case, I can’t wait for the date. When did he say it was exactly?”

“Friday night. He said he’d pick you up at 7:00 then we’d all go over to his place and play some games. He specifically mentioned that he wanted you to wear that flowery top of yours.”

“He told you what he wanted me to wear?” Jamie’s facial expression was one of disgust.

Rex chuckled. “Nah, I’m kidding. I couldn’t resist.” He sort of elbowed her in her rib to reinforce the fact he was joking. Jamie chuckled a little bit too.

They walked into Rex’s apartment to find Adam sitting on the couch with his guitar on his lap. The computer was sitting on the coffee table. He was practicing along with Remington’s video on BYU-Tube.

“Still practicing that same song from last night?” asked Rex as he shut the door behind him and Jamie.

“Yeah, except this isn’t the same video from last night. It’s a video he put up a few days earlier. My guitar capo just came in the mail today so I figured I try this video because he uses a capo in it.” He pointed to the capo he had clamped on the second fret of his guitar. “But, to be honest, I think I’ve practiced enough for today.” Adam put his guitar back in its stand.

Rex stood over Adam and watched the video. “Wait, when was this video posted?” asked Rex.

“Let’s see...it says it was posted Wednesday before last. Why?”

“Because, look at the capo. That’s the same position it was in when Jamie played it at the party.”

“So?” said Adam.

“So, I think this video was made AFTER the one that Remington supposedly posted the morning of Alyson’s murder.”

“I don’t quite follow,” said Jamie.

“Adam, you just said you were done playing the guitar and put it down WITH THE CAPO still on. Jamie, how often do you take the capo off when you’re finished playing?”

“I never do. You should, but no one ever does.”

“Exactly. No one does. Not even Remington. At the party the capo on Remington’s guitar was still on his guitar, second fret. But he said he hadn’t played it since he did his last recording. But according to the videos his last recording was posted at the same time Alyson was murdered, and his guitar had no capo. And look, he’s even wearing the same thing in his last two videos. I think he recorded both videos at the same time, but only posted them at different times to make it look like he couldn’t have murdered Alyson.”

“Holy smokes. You’re right. He really did kill her,” said Adam.

“And I’m going out with him tonight,” said a wide-eyed Jamie.

Continued in PART 8

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