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“I don’t actually. What was the deal with the suicide note?”
“The police gave me a copy, if you want to read it,” she says, going over to retrieve it from her purse. “He basically admits to killing your dad.”
She hands me the note and I look down at what definitely does appear to be a suicide note written by him.
Vanessa, Mom and Trey,
I’m so sorry for what I have done.
At the time it seemed like the right thing to do.
But now that he’s gone I just can’t live with myself.
I’m sorry I won’t be there for you Vanessa.
Trey, I’m hoping you will be there for her.
Mom, I’m sorry for everything.
Love you all,
Tyler
As I read the short note, I try to picture Tyler saying these words but I honestly can’t make them fit. Nothing about it sounds like him. The handwriting looks similar to his, but the message seems completely off. I think back to the day of the funeral and his wild accusations. At the time I had a feeling that he was somehow deflecting the attention toward me, but I honestly don’t believe he could’ve done it.
“He didn’t do it.” Mom’s voice reappears from behind me. “Neither of my boys could be responsible for doing something so atrocious.” She pulls the note from my hand and studies it as if she was seeing it for the first time. “I told them to have an expert analyze this note. I’m sure they will find it’s a fake. There is no way my boy killed his father and then tried to take his own life. He had way too much to live for.” She burst into tears as she moves toward his bed. She takes his hand and lifts it to her heart. “I know you are still in there, baby. You pull through and I promise we will get all of this straightened out.”
I wrap my arm around Mom’s shoulders and give her a hug of support. “I agree with you, Mom. Something just isn’t right with all of this. I know he’s been unhappy and has been struggling with pain killers, but there is no way all of this can be true.”
Vanessa shifts her eyes toward me and nods her head, signaling for me to join her in the hallway. I give Mom a pat on the back and step back joining Vanessa outside the door.
“This is honestly the first thing that has made sense in the past month,” she whispers, her eyes pleading for someone to listen.
“I know you said he had been acting weird lately, but I guess I don’t really know what has been going on between you two,” I reply, searching her face for clues.
“He has been so angry and seemed as if he couldn’t stand to be in the same room with me. I tried to talk to him about it, but he would never come out and say what was bothering him. You know how he was, Trey.” She pulls me further down the corridor, away from Tyler’s doorway.
“I know, he never learned how to deal with his emotions. He has never let go of getting hurt and not being able to play college ball,” I say agreeably, wanting to see where the conversation was headed.
“He was livid with Victor for even considering Tommy as CEO of the company. He claimed to have some kind of proof that he was a fraud and that his companies were not as successful as he portrayed on his TV show.” She bites her top lip and suddenly looking as if she regrets sharing that with me. “I don’t know if that has anything to do with any of this, but he was really upset a couple days ago.”
“Yeah, Tommy tracked me down in Monaco to gloat about the fact that he will be the replacement CEO and that he will be controlling the voting rights on our company shares. I could see why that would send Tyler through the roof. He never liked Tommy much.”
“I know. I had a feeling when he left that something bad was going to happen. Somebody called his phone and within minutes they were having a vicious argument about Tommy. I tried to calm him down, but he pushed me aside and took it out into the hallway,” she explains slowly shaking her head from side to side and looking a bit dazed. “When it got quiet I went out to talk to him, but he was gone.”
“We need to find out who called him. Did you tell the police about the phone call?” I ask, eager to get their investigation headed in a new direction.
“No. I was still in shock when they were here, but I’ll call them in the morning.”
“Do you have their card? It’s still early enough to call now.” I glance at my watch to confirm the time. “For all we know, the guy could be packing up to leave the city.”
“I’ll get you their card,” she murmurs, turning back toward Tyler’s room.
