“So, you and your wife are having dinner when the bell rings and your daughter stands on the doorstep. You let her in and for a moment there’s a whole bonding feeling. Then you confront her with the accusations against her and she loses her mind. She threatens you and runs to her room. You call the police, let them in and then hide in the basement with your wife. You must’ve heard it when Amber hit the ground. A fall that high is hard not to hear. Didn’t it occur to you that she might have been dead? Or did you just not care?”
Gabe Lindy was sitting in the police office being interrogated by Sheriff Liz Forbes. “Are you trying to insinuate I don’t care for my daughter, that I didn’t look after her?” he said angry. “I tried to protect her”
Liz nodded. “Like you tried to protect your other daughter. Didn’t work out that well, did it?”
Gabe’s face stiffened and he relegated on his uncomfortable seat. “I don’t have another daughter. We only have Amber”
Liz nodded again and opened a map in front of her. “Kelsey Lindy, 23, Mystic Falls, Virginia. She works in the local hospital as a nurse. Very nice girl, popular too, up until three years ago when she suddenly disappeared off the planet. Can you tell us what happened then?”
“I already said I don’t have a daughter besides Amber” Gabe stuck to his story.
“She saved your daughter” Liz said. “When Amber had jumped Kelsey came forward and took care of her. Unfortunately the deputy that was with them got killed off and the Lindy sisters escaped. We’re not stupid, Mr. Lindy. We know either one or both of your daughters might have the blood of Greg Ferrell on their hands. It was weird enough Amber could still walk after that jump. Ferrell’s neck was snapped and he was drained of blood… So, Mr. Lindy, is Amber still your only daughter?”