Later that evening in Manhattan estates, Bernard Bernstein, sat behind his desk looking over the architectural blueprints.with a wicked gleam in his eyes, he was an unprincipled man, a reprobate. the night grew cold, he arose from the chair closing the window. clasping his hands together, he thought silently within himself, it had taken some time, finally, I have secured the property needed for my construction project, Bernard Bernstein was shrewd in all of his business practices. he had finally acquired the property owned by the Reynolds absently touching the items on his desk, picking up the phone he waited patiently for the phone to ring.detective Arnold answered without hesitation, conversing with cutthroat Bernard Bernstein.mindful of his surroundings, he looked over his shoulders before he spoke. The Reynolds previously declined all of our previous offers, we had to take matters into our own hands, my competitors were closing in on the market, my only option was to pay the informant to commit arson, my time was running out.Mr. Bernstein spoke in a low tone, wiping the sweat forming on his brow."Is the arson investigation getting ready to wrap up, I need to close the case as soon as possible, the negative publicity, is causing many of my silent partners to ask questions, I can not afford any of them to back out." suddenly infused with anger he spat expletives into the reciever. unfazed by bernards sudden rudeness, closing the door to his office detective Arnold, leaned back in his office chair. taking a drag from his cigarette, detective Arnold interjected the investigation will conclude in a few days,"Do you have all my money? hissing into the phone Bernard Bernstein struggled to maintain his composure, You will get your money once the investigation concludes, we need some of this negative press to die down. Bernard Bernstein ended that conversation by asking a question of his own "Did you tie up all the loose ends, Did you take care of nikesha nite? inhaling a sharp breath detective Arnold responded, yes I tied her up, throwing her body inside the trunk and I drove the car off the side of the road, there is no way she could have survived, " can you believe that little bitch scratched me.ignoring detective Arnolds last statement, he ended their conversation, I will get in touch with you in a few days, In a deadly menacing tone Bernard spoke " I hope for your sake that the investigation concludes in a few days, "or else I will have to send my mercenaries to pay you a visit, without waiting for a response, he hung up the phone. Bernard sat at his desk envisioning his wealth, flipping through his Rolodex, he grabbed the receiver of the phone dialing the number. after a few rings, bill bradly answered,"Norway construction How can I help you?" imposing his agenda, After arranging the meeting with bill bradly to come to his office to look over the architectural blueprints he concluded the conversation by hanging up the phone. In deep thought, the Richards were silent on the drive home perplexed by the sudden unusual turn of events, Patrick Richards replayed the events leading up to the Reynolds losing their home. as they pulled into the driveway they spoke quietly among themselves. trying to mentally come up with a game plan to get the Reynolds out of jail. grabbing their coats they walked into the house, to their utter surprise they were greeted with complete silence. standing at the foot of the staircase Maxine Richards called all the children, opening the door to their bedrooms Sarah and timothy answered their mother,Clarice and mat stood silently beside them. answering in unisome all the children spoke,were all doing home work, filled with compassion the richards called clarice and mat into the livingroom, curious to what they had to say to us we quickly took our seats on the couch.