Leaked Document shows tension inside the Bateman crash Investigation, raises questions about the role of a mysterious passenger.
(Sept. 7, 2015, 8:16 p.m.)
BILL CUNNINGHAM (Anchor): Good evening, America. I’m Bill Cunningham. We’re interrupting our regular programming to bring you this special report. ALC has acquired an internal memo written by Special Agent Walter O’Brien of the FBI to National Transportation Safety Board’s lead investigator, Gus Franklin, penned just hours ago. The memo discusses the team’s current theories of the crash, and raises questions about the presence on the plane of purported crash hero, Scott Burroughs.
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CUNNINGHAM: As seen here, the document—which starts off cordial—shows disagreement between the investigators in how to handle the case going forward. As listed in the memo, investigators are currently working on four main theories. The first is mechanical error. The second is pilot error. The third is listed as sabotage, possibly to impede a government investigation into Ben Kipling and his investment firm. The final reads as quote a terrorist attack, aimed at David Bateman, chairman of ALC News.
But there is a fifth theory, raised here for the first time, one that questions the role played by Scott Burroughs in the crash. It is a theory Agent O’Brien clearly raised in person with the lead investigator earlier that day, only to be rebuffed, and so now, as he writes, quote: and though I know you’ve said in person that you have no interest in this line of questioning, given recent revelations, I feel I must put in writing a possible fifth theory, and that is the idea that passenger Scott Burroughs either knows more than he’s saying, or bears some culpability in events leading to the downing of the aircraft.
And wait till you hear why, my friends. Quote, Interviews with local vendors and residents of Martha’s Vineyard suggest that Burroughs and Mrs. Bateman, wife of David, were very close and appeared to have a comfortable physical relationship—hugging in public. It is known that Mrs. Bateman had visited Mr. Burroughs at his studio and seen his work.
And friends, as a personal friend of the family, I can tell you I don’t read those words lightly, nor am I suggesting that an affair took place. But the question of why Mr. Burroughs was on that plane continues to nag at me. But fine, say they were friends, even good friends. There’s no harm or shame in that. It’s the next thing Agent O’Brien writes that is, to me, the bombshell.
And I quote, Interviews with Mr. Burroughs’s manager in New York confirm that he had several meetings with gallerists set for the week. Upon further questioning, however, a startling (to me) detail emerged, and that concerns the content of Mr. Burroughs’s most recent work. As described by Mrs. Crenshaw, there are fifteen paintings in total and all present a different photorealistic disaster scenario, with many of the images focused on large-scale transportation accidents. These include (1) a train derailment, (2) a fog-bound highway pileup, and (3) a large passenger plane crash.
Continuing on, O’Brien writes: Given this, I can’t stress enough the need for further questioning of the man who, at very least, is our only witness to events that resulted in the crash of this flight, and claims that he was knocked unconscious when the plane first pitched should be tested.
Ladies and gentlemen, I have a hard time understanding why Gus Franklin, the team’s lead investigator, would hesitate for a second to listen to the advice of what is clearly a very smart and very experienced agent of our nation’s greatest law enforcement agency. Is it possible that Franklin has his own agenda? That the government agency he works for has an agenda or is being pressured by this liberal administration to bury this case quickly, lest it become a rallying cry for men and women who, like our heroic former leader, David Bateman, can’t stomach any more business as usual?
For more on the story we turn now to ALC’s Monica Fort.
Chapter 24
Allies
When she pulls into the driveway, a car Eleanor doesn’t recognize is parked under the elm tree. A Porsche SUV with a press sticker in the front window. Seeing it, Eleanor panics—the boy is inside with her mother—and she ditches Doug and runs to the house, banging through the front door, already calling—
“Mom?”
She scans the living room, moving deeper into the house.
“Mom?”
“In the kitchen, hon,” her mother calls back.
Eleanor throws her bag onto a chair, hurries down the hall. She is already chewing two people out in her mind, her mother and whoever owns the Porsche.
“You’re sweet,” she hears her mother say, and then Eleanor is through the door and into the kitchen. There’s a man in a suit and red suspenders sitting at the table.
“Mom,” Eleanor barks, as the man hears the door and turns.