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"We are looking for witnesses to an accident that happened yesterday down at

the pier."
"Accident?" Janokovic tries to the best of his ability to appear surprised.

“Do you know if your mother was at the pier last night?

Janokovic shakes his head.
"My mother was with her friend, Jack. He's an antiques dealer. "

The officer looks around at the small garden, that’s in front of the house. It

looks, like other gardens in the area, like a dump. Old bicycles thrown all over the
garden, two rotten carpets, a couple of chairs, cardboard boxes and other objects

spread all over the property.
"Is it Jack who keeps those things around?" The officer says with a resentful

voice.

"Yes, my mom and Jack work together on the weekends. They often use the
garden as a workshop, where they repair all the old stuff."

"Hmm, alright."

Willy Rockdale nods while alternately sucking on his lips, and frowning his
forehead.

"Do you know when your mother will come back? I want to talk with her and
that scrap-dealer; it's about the accident that happened yesterday down at the

pier. "

He whips out his notebook and flips the pages, while casting yet another
distrustful glare at Janokovic.

“Mom usually comes back during the afternoon on Saturday. Maybe she going

with Jack to the market, but I don't know exactly, I could call her. "
"No, no. There’s no need. When were you last at the dock? And do you know if

anything unusual has happened in the last few days? I know you kids often see a

whole lot. "
“I mostly stay here in the neighbourhood or at Big-farm. My mom and her

boyfriend were here, but later in the evening they went out to eat dinner. My

mother sleeps with Jack at home, ” Janokovic continues.
"And where were you last night?"

“I was here at home with my buddy, watching television,” says Janokovic, lying.
"What was your name again?" Willy says, once again giving him an angry glare.