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Charlie's Mysteries

Charlie's Mysteries

Yas Jameson

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"There was this brouhaha at school. They found the body of a student Dad. She was in the library and her throat had been slit. However, there did not appear to be any other marks on her body or any other clue. I am scared Dad."

Chapter 1 the Accident

Mark was sitting in his office on North Broad Street in Elizabeth, New Jersey. He was listening to a recorded deposition in his office from his most recently taken deposition. This case involved a motor vehicle accident in which his client was the operator of the vehicle. Her vehicle had been sideswiped by a truck and then struck head-on by another SUV. She had to be taken by Life Flight to the trauma center in Newark, New Jersey.

Due to the nature of her injuries, the doctors there at the trauma center did not think that she was going to survive so he requested to have her deposition taken while she was in the hospital.

Her name was Cindy Lewellyn. She was a 30-year-old African American female who worked as a nurse. Her job required her to be on her feet all day. She was on her way home from her shift on the night of the accident. She was driving her Honda Accord in the middle lane doing about 55 to 60 mph. She was wearing her seatbelt as she had seen too many accidents with victims who had chosen not to wear one. She was actually on her way home from the hospital after telling the parents of one such victim that their son had died from a four-car motor vehicle pile-up on the Garden State Parkway North. She did not relish the drive home.

As Cindy was driving, she was listening to 101.5 on the radio. They were playing the new song from Destiny's Child on it. She was humming along in unison with the song. She had just put her signal on to move into the left-hand lane to pass the vehicle in front of her, which kept braking. All of a sudden, her vehicle was sideswiped from the right-hand lane by the truck and her vehicle spun around facing the other direction into the left-hand lane. It was at this point that her vehicle was hit head-on by the vehicle in the left-hand lane and did not have a chance to avoid the accident.

The man operating the truck, Michael Richards, was an employee of the company. He was in the process of transporting some paper materials to the warehouse. The other driver was Lucy Luck. She was a flight attendant on her way to New York and had taken a side trip to visit a friend before going to stay at the hotel to rest before her next flight out.

All three were taken on life flights to the trauma center in Newark. She was in the worst condition.

He listened and took notes while reviewing the file for most of the day on this case. It would bring in money for the law firm.

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