Game of Chance part 10
07. 01. 1978. Since Sandra didn't quite know how to begin her investigation, it took several months before she had some sort of plan on where to begin. But even that was upended by Hunter's call. On a Tuesday morning, when he was the only one left at home, Hunter called her that he saw a strange figure around his apartment. - I will tell you the rest personally. Can you come here? I'll give you the address. - he said. Sandra called her boss to say that she couldn't come in today, which, given her condition, her boss leniently accepted, and then jumped into the car. - I'm standing here in front of the house. - Sandra waited in the car for Hunter. Thanks to Hunter it turned out, the guy had been appearing here even before Cynthia died. - Maybe some crazy bully who has been coming back ever since. -Sandra thought. She and Hunter waited outside the house for a while, hoping that he would show up that day. It was starting to look like Hunter had called her here because of some tramp when a mysterious-looking guy appeared. He walked around the building and then looked through the window of the ground-floor apartment. - He wants to get in, huh? - Sandra asked, more to herself than Hunter. They both got out of the car. Sandra stayed back a bit, obviously not wanting to get into trouble, while she walked in front of Hunter and approached the guy. When the guy noticed them, he started running, which only made him suspicious. Sandra didn't dare to run after him, but while chasing him, Hunter even embarrassed the police. They stopped at the end of the street when Hunter finally managed to catch him. Sandra tried to hurry after them with quick steps. - Who are you and what did you want in my apartment? - I…I…hhh…- he panted. - I'm Jackson Storm, a private investigator. Cynthia Lewis hired me. The investigation has been expanded with a new character, who provided even more interesting information. - Why did she hire you? Why would she need a private investigator?- asked Sandra. - Because of some guy who scared her. - Very good. And what's his name? - asked Hunter. - Uhm...Michael. - Michael who? Come on, don't mess with us!-said Hunter. - Uhm...Michael Walker or Walen. I have his photo. - the detective said and took out a photo. It was not of good quality. In addition, it was cut from somewhere. - Oh my God! How...How is he related to Cynthia?- Sandra asked herself. - Do you know him? - He is my ex. The father of my son.