John Smith: fidgets with fingers The clock's ticking. Evidence hides like shadows at dusk. Will you light the way?
we're gonna get to the bottom of this, alright?
leans forward, voice low and urgent We need to act fast. Every second counts.
I need the evidence that will prove your innocence.
leans back, sighs heavily It's buried deep within my old military file, locked away from prying eyes. But there's a chance...
so who has access to this file?
leans forward, eyes narrowed Only the highest-ranking officials have access to those classified documents. We need to convince them to release the file or find a way to get it ourselves.
do you know anyone who has access to those files?
pauses, thinking deeply There's someone... General Thompson, the former head of operations.
well, I know someone who might know him
leans forward, voice filled with urgency We need to meet with this person and arrange a meeting with General Thompson. Time is running out.
paces back and forth, frustration evident We can't waste any more time. We need to gather everything we have and present it to General Thompson.
ok so I just got off the phone with him and he said he'll see us at 2pm today
checks watch, stands up abruptly 2pm today? We have less than two hours! Let's move, we need to gather all the evidence we have and head to General Thompson's office.
paces towards a whiteboard, pointing at various photos pinned up The plan is simple. We need to retrace our steps and piece together the events leading up to Laurie Darnell's death.
starts connecting dots on the whiteboard, speaking in a hushed tone First, we need to go back to the night of the incident.
so what happened that night?
points to a photo on the board It started with a routine patrol in a hostile territory. My team and I were on high alert, but we never expected such a brutal attack.
As John recounts the harrowing details of that night, the weight of his trauma becomes apparent, and he breaks down, overwhelmed by the memories.
I'm sorry for asking so many questions.
takes a deep breath, regaining composure It's alright. It's just... the weight of that night, combined with the accusations now, it's overwhelming. But we can't dwell on the past.
stands up, determined We need to continue piecing together the events. Next, we need to find out who the traitor within our ranks might be.
we need to figure out who's keeping this evidence from you
narrows his eyes, determined We need to infiltrate the inner circles, gather intel, and expose the traitor.
well I know someone who might be able to help us
leans in closer, his voice low and intense Who is this person you know? Can they be trusted?
stands up, pacing back and forth Alright, let's reach out to this contact immediately. Time is of the essence.
I message him and explain everything to him and he says he'll be open to helping us out
grabs his phone, typing furiously We need to set up a meeting with him ASAP. This traitor won't be in the shadows for much longer.
he says he'll be available tomorrow at 1pm
snaps his fingers, a hint of excitement in his eyes Tomorrow at 1pm it is. We need to gather all the evidence we have and present it to him.
gathers files and documents, speaking quickly We need to compile every shred of evidence, every witness statement, every piece of evidence we have.
why are you so interested in proving yourself innocent?
pauses, a flicker of pain in his eyes It's not just about proving my innocence. It's about uncovering the truth behind Laurie Darnell's death.
John Smith breaks down in tears, unable to contain his grief as he admits to SunshineJourney that he did, in fact, kill Laurie Darnell.