The Reason

By S Driscoll

Mat has a problem. He made a serious mistake and now Chris and Duff are on his trail. Mike wants his daughter's killer brought to justice. Chris wants the love of his life to walk through the door one more time. Someone is going to be disappointed.

"The Reason" is the prequel to "The Confession". See how it all began and how lives are changed when bad things happen to good people.

Enjoy the read!

• Language: English
• Publisher: S Driscoll
• Release date: Oct 20, 2011
• ISBN: 9781466099760

S Driscoll

Born and raised on Cape Cod MA I moved inland to raise my seven children (North Dakota). Retired CIO (computer super geek)I spend my time now between my grand children and thinking up cool ways to kill the victims in my books and interesting plot twists. I sail when I can, read when I can't and write daily. It's a cool life if you can get it! Enjoy the reads!

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The Reason

By S. Driscoll

Copyright 2011 Jeani Driscoll

Published by Jeani Driscoll

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A special note from the author

Thank you for downloading this free e-book. I hope you like the Characters and will read the next book in the series The Confession. Also look for The Letter coming out in late 2011 or early 2012. 2011 has started off a little rough with me having my second stroke. I am back on my feet and will get back to normal soon. Thank you for all the kind words and prayers you sent my way. It really kept me going when things didn’t look so good.

Some have asked about the names I use in the book. I have to admit that it is hard for me to remember names so I used my friends and my wife and children’s names throughout the books. The advantage is I can always kill off the characters if they piss me off. So to them I say if you’re still alive in the book you are doing something right. If not, well sorry! You were warned! Jeani! The exception is Amy who had to die to push Chris into the FBI. Sorry Amy!

Dedication

As always I dedicate my book to my wife and children. They are the best and make writing fun.

I also want to thank T-Roy, Amy, and Mat, also known as The Follow. Running sound with Troy at Woodcrest has been a major highlight in my musical career. Doing video with Mat directing was never dull even if I had to be reminded of my cues. Amy is just Amy a sweet spirit and wife of Troy. If you want to hear some great U2esk music check them out at thefollow.com or catch a live show in 2nd Life.

Lastly…to my sister Mona I say, I teased you too much as kids. I never told you how proud I am of you. You have always amazed me. Thanks for everything. But I’m still trying to figure out how your kids turned out so well. I guess it must have been Mark’s genes. Just kidding!

This book is a work of fiction.

–noun

The class of literature comprising works of imaginativenarration, especially in prose form.

So by definition it comes from my imagination. All my works and characters are made up and have no connection to real events or people. If you are offended and think I am writing about you then maybe you are a bit paranoid and need some professional help or maybe you’re right! Enjoy The Reason

The Reason

CHAPTER 1

There are moments in our lives that change who we are. Most are not for the best, some are. For Chris O’Driscoll the jury is still out on that one. For better or worse this is Chris’s story of the events that changed his world and placed him on a new path.

It was a beautiful August Day. The sun was shining. A cool breeze kept the temperature at a wonderful 73 degrees. College would be starting for Chris O’Driscoll in just a few Days. He arrived at the school early to get the lay of the land. His entrance into his dorm room went off without a hitch. After all, his mother was an alumnus of the Manchester NH college. It was only the third year that men were allowed to attend the predominantly female campus. He went to a local pub for lunch and when he returned to his dorm room a few hours later he found the door blocked by boxes of stuff, and the stuff was not his.

Reaching over the boxes he knocked on his dorm room door. Yah, Who is it? Came a sleepy voice from the other side.

"It’s Chris O’Driscoll, can you move your boxes, so I can get into my room?"

"I’ll be right there. The door opened to expose a 6’ 1 tall white guy with wavy blonde hair and the build of a hockey forward. Wiping the sleep from his eyes he said, Sorry dude, my brother’s idea of a joke. I was beat from the drive, and the party last night before we left and wanted to catch a nap before we unloaded the trailer. Guess they got tired of waiting for me and dumped my stuff in the hall. Give me a sec and I’ll make a path.

Chris couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Nice brothers, Chris smirked.

"Ya they’re a fun bunch when you get to know them. I’m Duff, by the way, nice to meet you." Duff continued to wipe the sleep from his eyes with an impish grin on his face.

"Nice to meet you too, I’m Chris. Reaching for a couple of boxes Chris took them into the room and placed them on Duff’s side. Sorry to wake you dude."

Still smiling Duff gathered additional boxes and continued to move them into the room. No problem, but I hope this isn’t a sign of things to come.

"What do you mean?"

"Well I was kind of hoping that our first meeting would be on better terms than can you move your junk, I can get to my room. I’m sorry Chris." Duff kept his eyes on the boxes and the floor waiting.

"Duff it’s no problem, Chris laughed. This put Duff at ease, and he extended his hand. Chris shook it smiling and said, Let’s get the last of this stuff inside."

The rest of the afternoon was spent getting to know each other. They found they had quite a bit in common. Duff did indeed play hockey, and Chris suggested they head over to the rink to skate. Duff turned down the offer not because he didn’t want to, but he didn’t know what box his skates were in. Chris suggested coffee, and Duff had a huge grin on his face. I know a spot just off campus, Chris said.

"Let’s go, replied Duff and the two walked the three blocks to the coffee shop. So what do you want to be when you grow up," Duff asked with a smile.

"Old enough to drink, Chris joked. But seriously I want to be a pilot. I’ve already done my ground training, and I figure two years here getting my generals out of the way then I’m off to the University of North Dakota. They have a great program for pilots."

"Did you say North Dakota? Isn’t it like always below zero there? Why on earth would you want to go there? "

"The program has one of the highest placement ratios in the country. I guess if you can stand the cold employers think you can do anything. Besides I’m paying for this, myself and its cheap there. How about you?"

"Well I’m going for independently wealthy myself. However, the stork dropped me off with the wrong family, can you believe they are poor? So, I plan to study engineering until I find the girl of my dreams then live off her Daddy from that point on. What do you think?"

"Interesting plan you got there," Chris laughed.

"A guy can dream can’t he? Duff joined in the laughter. I mean the ratio of men to women at this school is 1 to 12. I’m bound to find at least one wealthy one. I have no problem being a kept man." The two laughed harder as other customers glanced at them.

Chris liked Duff right off and from the look on Duff’s face, Chris knew Duff, and he were going to get along fine. Coffee lasted hours and as the sun set Chris said pizza and Duff readily agreed. The two headed to a local pizza house where they found they both loved linguica pizza. They polished off a large and headed back to the dorm.

Classes started the next morning Chris and Duff disco they had a number of classes in common. They soon were the best of friends helping each other with homework, projects, and notes. Classes were easy as Chris’s mom had predicted. Most were reviews of the senior classes they took in High School only at a faster pace. The reading was divided between the two friends and then shared with the other. This kept the work load light giving them time for other things.

CHAPTER 2

Chris took to a local pub owned by an Irish national who allowed him to drink Guinness at a back table. He listened to the music of a group of old Irish musicians singing country and drank his beer. It reminded him of home and when things got a little stressful, he would walk the four blocks to unwind. As he was enjoying his second pint a barmaid walked up to his table and said, Can I get you another root beer?

"It’s a Guinness actually," Chris corrected her.

"No it’s a root beer. You’re too young to be drinkin real beer."

Chris looked up at the server and found his mouth didn’t work. Her brown eyes, red hair, and smile could stop an army in its