Secrets of Lakefront House

Secrets of Lakefront House
CHAPTER 61. HENDRA BASKORO


"Yes, but they must have thought it was close enough to catch him."


"They've done it. They also obtained a search warrant for Arsyanendra's family. Police searched the lake house, and they found blood on some floorboards. Detective Wira sent a piece of floor to the lab to make sure that it was Mariana.”


“You can write about that, right?


“Yes, and rightly so, but now other evidence has emerged and—police is trying to match the DNA from it to see who the owner is.”


"There's a suspect?"


“Maybe, but they have not made a definite finding.” jilena could not force herself to tell him that it might belong to her own father. “However, they've found Mariana's last boyfriend and Detective Wira and Jonathan will interrogate her today. I will go there to see what I can get.”


“It looks like you've controlled everything well. Just get me something, if you find the latest information, send it to me at six today so I can print it in the paper tomorrow. People want to know what's going on, so they listen to television news. That's the only advantage newspapers have is we can go deeper, so make sure you do that."


“I know, I know, Keenan. I've been in this business long enough to get it. You should really think about having a website for this paper. ”


“I've proposed it to Mr. Arsyanendra more than once, but he—continues to reject me. Speaking of Mr Arsyanendra, how did he handle his son being arrested?”


"not good. I've clashed with him several times, not including when I was in the office with you at that time."


“Better if you avoid him, if you can. The man can generate a lot of problems for you—aku also.”


Jilena stopped by the police station to see if there was any news about Hendra Baskoro.


"We were waiting for him at ten" Detective Wira said as they stood in the reception area. "You want to stay here and peek at it or what?"


“Actually, I wish I could follow his interrogation from the observation room."


“You must love listening to it, don't you?” He glared at her. “You know I can't do that.”


Jonathan approaching. "Good morning," he said, directing his words to jilena. He returned his greeting with a smile.


“As I said, Miss Jilena,” Wira started, “I can't let you approach Hendra Baskoro and interrogate him.” He leaned closer to her and lowered his voice.


“I'll call you later and let you know if there's anything you can use in your article.”


Jilena nodded. Maybe then he could leak other information from her, as well. "And what about the tape?"


“What recording?” Jonathan asked. Wira's gaze drifted to Jonathan for a moment, then returned to Jilena. He pulled his hand out. "I'll see what I can do."


Jilena took out the micro-recorder from inside her bag and stuffed it firmly into the hands of the Hero, avoiding Jonathan's probing gaze. “I got words of apology and there could have been something he told Noah not to drag him to jail. So if he can get a way out to free Noah, maybe this tape will help for the case. ”


Jonathan must have understood what was going on. He took a step closer. "We can't use that" he said in a muffled tone.


"Wira," said Jonathan, "This is not the usual way to deal with cases, by involving them?" jonathan said glancing at Jilena.


“Yes. Not usually,” the answer. “Because usually we do not have a beautiful reporter to help us.”


“I mean by law.”


“Pacify yourself, Son. We do not violate any laws, ”wanted Wira,


“just bent some. I will retire soon and I want to go to a high place pay attention—you know, catch the bastard who killed that poor woman.”


"I expect the same, Jonathan." Jilena has to be careful how she handles her contacts inside the police department—she needs their help if she is going to write an in-depth piece on big news. He has made a breakthrough with Wira and hopefully Jonathan can help her and guide her. “Not to change the subject, but what happened to the cufflink I gave you, Jonathan?”


“It's already on its way to the criminal lab at headquarters. They promise to let me know as soon as they have information.”


“Difficult break,” says Provenza. “Jonathan gave me some of your father's belongings.”


Jilena threw a faint smile at him.


“No matter what, follow the evidence wherever it takes you. Isn't that right?” Even if it exposes your own father. The main door of the police station opened and the sound of chatter caught their attention when several men in brown uniforms walked in, ushering in middle-aged inmates. He was dressed in an ordinary orange prison, tall with skinny build and long, stringy brown hair that was in desperate need of washing. It had to be Hendra Baskoro, escorted by police members from the central police force.


As soon as they entered, due to the hot air outside, the Hero rushed over to them. "I'm Detective Wira. We spoke on the phone this morning. Let's get the prisoners back to my office and we'll take care of things there. The police officers agreed.


"Miss Jilena, I'll call you when I get something for you." Proven to signal Farit and the other police to follow him down the aisle.


"But can't I—" she started calling him. Jonathan rubbed his arm gently. “Sorry, Jilena. I have to go now."


Jonathan walked towards the hall. "I'll call you later" he said, then he left. Jilena felt disappointed, she could not get anything from Hendra Baskoro, at least not yet. He walked out the door and back to his car. Articles for the newspaper would not write themselves, and there was a high school principal he had to interview as he waited for news from detectives and the lab. It will be a long day a very long and tiring day for him.


...*...


Once in her car, Jilena turned on the AC. That cufflink was still on his mind. He calls his aunt to find out how his father got to know Mariana, in addition to writing her a monthly check on behalf of Mr. Arsyanendra.


"I can't say it, baby," replied Aunt Goddess. “He's long since left town. Why are you asking?”


Jilena couldn't tell her aunt about the cufflink. He'll tell her soon, but now's not the time. “I'm just trying to fit the puzzle pieces together."


“He never liked it—I know that. She's not a mother to Ramira and I remember the time Ramira told me if she was happy Mariana was gone for good.”


“Go for forever, yes?” How does he know for sure that his mother has been gone for good unless he knows that the woman is dead? "Did he really say those words?"


“I don't remember very well if she said exactly like those words, but yes, she's glad Mariana— went and will never come back.”