"So how'd it go" Oaklyn asks as he walks up,"Dr.Song this is hardly the time for such questions" he says beaming. He face goes strait as he walks through the door,an obvious mood swing.

"Do you have an appointment" "yes ma'am" she presses a button and the door pops open. They walk down the hall to a room with Averitt Pierce on it. He waves them in "yea..yea I'll have to call back my one-thirty is here" "Mr.Hall Dr.Song please have a seat" he says pointing at two chairs.

"I assume you are here about my Kara Jane's death" "yes sir" Nolan replies. "Just to begin I swear I did not do it,in fact I was at Peter Crade's the restaurant downtown" Nolan starts writing notes in a booklet he removed from his jacket. "And what did you do after that" Oaklyn asks. "Had a glass if sparkling cider and went to bed the next morning I had a call about my daughter that..she was..was dead" he starts crying. "Are you gonna be ok" Oaklyn asks,he just nods. They get up to leave with out a word.

"I don't think he was telling the truth" "Nolan ate you accusing a grieving father of killing hid own daughter" he shakes his head yes,they split ways for the night.

"Blinky" he says busting into the trashed apartment. "I need you to pull some survellsnice."