for what ever is in this old house that we can not see. is more then I my self have come to know with in my almost 16 years of being in the field.

some time when i close my eyes I can see her face. she is lost I think, cought some where between our live and the one beon.

the wounds she had taken on right before she had passed still are open. and the fear with in her eyes is all to real.

I now think she was killed even through the police say other wise.

for the 1st time I am not so sure I can help her.  but I do know that what ever she is putting her husban through he had something to do with it.

at this point I fill we will need to havd off this case to someone other for I am not sure with what i know I can do any more.

R.I.P. Amber. the truth will set you free.