Jacob's adoption process didn't start until after a couple of months while I started my freshman year at my university.

I wanted to be sure if Jacob would let me be the parent of him, even though our parents wanted me, too.

I couldn't even imagine what it would be like for Jacob to live in a foster home, being raised by another couple.

I couldn't even let him be adopted by another family, it would probably tear Jacob apart, and Jacob would think I'd let him down or don't care or love him.

Sometimes, Jacob and I disagree on each other, but that doesn't stop me from raising my brother. I am very grateful to be Jacob's parent, Jacob was glad he wasn't out into a foster home.

I find out that foster children have been in the foster homes for years and they wonder if they will ever get adopted.

It's sad to see such a young child in a foster home and not being adopted by a parent that they would love to have.

When Jacob was adopted by me, I remember him just smiling at me, and was probably thinking about how grateful that he has me in his life.

If I wasn't ever born, I don't know what would my parents do about Jacob before they died.

I would use to speak to Jacob on the phone while in college, and I have been showing Jacob that he is loved by me, and I remember making a promise to my parents I would take care of Jacob.

I was told by Jacob that before Izza was taken out of the river, there were water snakes, a cottonmouth snake surrounded by Izza's dead body.

After a dead body is buried in water, the usual postmortem changes of vascular marbling, dark discoloration of skin and soft tissue, bloating, and putrefaction occur in the water as they do on land though at a different rate, particularly in cold water.

When handling snakes, one of the water divers had to wear protective clothing and thick leather gloves so that no skin is showing. It was best for the water diver to use a large net or a live trap to capture the snakes, rather than grabbing them by hand.

I wasn't sure if I shall file a complaint because of a false evidence. No matter how minor the fabricated evidence is, presenting or preparing false evidence is an automatic felony.

Escaping prison time will be almost near to impossible if a person is found guilty. Prison time will range from 16 months to three years. Additionally, the judge has the discretion to consider probation or a fine.

The complaint process usually begins with the complainant submitting a complaint form or making a verbal complaint against an officer.

Citizens can call an agency and request that a form be mailed to them. Complaint forms can also be submitted via fax, hand delivery, or email.

I sighed, and I decided to not file a complaint against Detective Sailor. I was afraid that I would get into trouble if I filed a complaint of a wrongful termination because of Izza's death. In North Dakota, there are many different instances where wrongful termination can take place.

I didn't know what to do, I just wanted answers. I need answers to my questions I ask myself and other people.

But I don't know how am much longer I have to get an answer. Jacob's upcoming trial was approaching very quickly.

I needed to hustle for a bit more than I needed to. I need to continue to search for the actual person who is responsible for their actions of killing Izza.

This was a very difficult situation for me to do. I'm starting to see things are little off between Heather and Detective Sailor. But I could always be mistaken. I am not sure. I could have probably done something I would regret if I did filed a false claim.

"Jacob, I could be wrong, but have you noticed anything weird about Heather?" I asked.

Jacob sighed, "What do you mean?" Jacob asked, wondering.

I shook my head, not knowing, shrugging, "I don't know, has Heather maybe said something to you about a, I don't know, anything that sounds to good to be true?"

Jacob was thinking for a moment, and nodded his head, telling me that Heather was not the one to blame.

"Oh, because, I don't know what to tell you about Heather, but I don't want to cause trouble with her, I could always be wrong of course," I said to Jacob.

"Yeah, I mean, Heather has been in our lives since I was little, and if Heather was acting weird, I would know, and Heather has been in our lives forever, I think we would known by now if Heather was an actual disgrace to us," Jacob said.

I sighed, "You're not wrong about that, I know Heather is a great friend to us, but I can't shake the feeling that something is wrong," I said to Jacob.

Jacob sighed, and I was brushing my teeth. Jacob and I were continuing our conversation in the bathroom, and I spit out my toothpaste into the sink.

After I spitted, I took my glass of water and I rinsed my mouth. I spit out the water afterwards, and I wash out my toothbrush, and I put my toothbrush into my toothbrush holder.

I sighed, and I turned towards Jacob, I took a deep breath, and sighed, "Once again, I could be wrong, but I still think Heather has something to do with Izza's murder," I said, before crossing my arms.

"How's that even possible? Heather has always treated us with respect, and dignity, and I could never see Heather as someone who would murder Izza," Jacob said.

I sighed, rubbing my eyes with my fingers, and I shrugged, "I don't know, but I am just a bit worried about you, how you could be going to prison for a crime you didn't commit," I said.

"I'll be fine," Jacob said.

"No," I said, nodding my head, "I don't know what I would do if you were found guilty, I would probably not be able to move forward with my life, Jacob. I am seriously concerned about this trial," I said to Jacob, furiously.

"I know you're worried, and I don't want you to be," Jacob said.

"Jacob, they're looking at you as a first degree murder, and if they kill you over some lame excuse, do you know how much that is going to hurt?"

Jacob was silent.

"I hope you don't have to go to prison. I am praying so hard for all the jurors who will come to justice for this horrible crime, and that they see you as an innocent person," I said to Jacob.