Dear Mindy, Aug/17/2004
Our paths crossed briefly on that night you disappeared.
By whatever powers you had, you turned your killer around so that I could see
him. I saw him take his suitcase into the park and I followed him when he
returned. I saw where he went. I have tried to get the police to investigate.
They will not. This same police department has washed away the evidence of your
killer’s identity. Your killer has been aided to escape justice by the police
and the justice system in this country. I have left a written record of who is
responsible. The newspapers say
they want closure even though your killer still walks the streets a free man. My
dreams of what this country once stood for died along with you that night.
Justice is in the hands of the Lord now. Forgive me Mindy, I have tried.
D. Ambrose