Chapter 15

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Birdy Anders

Juneau, Alaska…Police Department Report

9/29/19

- Anders Case (Cyrus Latido de Corazon)

Detective On Case (Writing Report) - Dorinna Singh

We’ve been looking more thoroughly into how the Anders Case could possibly be connected to the Hensen Case from ten years ago. My colleague, Paul Leonard Smith, brought this possibility to the attention of our team and I a couple of days ago. Apparently, he was going through some of the older case files that are still laying around here and came across that particular one that belonged to Jacob Hensen. He immediately noticed the similarities in the two incidents and insisted that they had to be connected somehow. I doubted him at first because of the time in between the happenings, but I do agree with him now. These two cases might be connected, heavy on the word ‘might’. Although it is highly likely that these are not isolated incidents, there is still a very real chance that these are just two murders that happened around the same place in the same manner. I’ve come across much bigger coincidences in my career before, so I wouldn’t doubt that that could be what is going on. Nonetheless, we’re still working on contacting Hensen’s family and friends from before he was killed. There is a lot going on, but there no telling signs of what to do with any of it. We’ve attempted to contact his mother (Donna Jane Hensen (Jefferson)), but she never answers, and wherever she lives is either unregistered or not under her name. His father (Hunter William Hensen) is dead, so we can not ask him any questions for obvious reasons. His sister (Sarah Kayley Hensen) has agreed to talk with us. She has already been over here to answer questions once. She said that she was never very close with her brother, but that he wasn’t a good person when he was alive. I don’t know why she is set on that opinion as she refuses to elaborate on the point, but I suppose she can think what she thinks. She’s agreed to come back for more questioning at any point, should we need her to. Regardless, there’s still not much past these hypotheticals that we could investigate. We are just at the beginning of our investigation and already have such little hope of finding who did this and understanding why they did this. As much as I hate to say these words, I think that this might end up in the cold case files.

Yet another report.

Birdy felt like her brain was being fried with the number of reports she had been reading as of lately. Most of them were from either Dorinna Singh or Paul Smith, though there were plenty of others that had gotten involved in the case. She wanted to bang her head against the table with full force put into the motion because she was so over reading them all. Every single one of them had no emotion and treated the entire thing and all the people involved like objects. Like little pawns in a game that they had to figure out and win.

She knew that it was good for detectives and police officers to not feel too many emotions toward any given case that was put in front of them, but it still frustrated her. They could all act so calm while her family, life, and mental well-being were being torn apart in front of her. She remembered those years so vividly, and sometimes she just wished that she could forget about everything that had ever happened to her during that time.

A young Birdy, maybe ten or so, sat very impatiently at a small table in the park. Her older sister, Holiday, was sitting next to her. She was excitedly talking to some girl. Birdy knew that she wasn’t just some girl. Her name was Merica. She was one of Cyrus’s friends from school, one of the good ones that he had. Unfortunately for the blonde girl, she had made the mistake of asking Holiday a question about Jiu Jitsu, something she was very passionate about.

Her sister hadn’t shut up for like five minutes as she rushed to tell the older girl everything that she knew about the subject, despite the fact that Merica had only asked one thing about it.

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