CHRONICLES OF A DETECTIVE
EDILMAR FILES
Chronicles of a Detective is a book that approaches one of the themes that more attracts the people, the betrayal. Through real cases, Edilmar Lima approaches several aspects of the uncontrollable " desire " of linking with other people. It is a book for who already betrayed, for who thinks is being betrayed and for who thinks in betraying. He makes to think us to what extent the infidelity does be worthwhile. Will it be that the betrayal is a worthy attitude in some case? What does make to betray him? Subsistence? Will it be that are entitled of playing with the life of whom in the vow love? Who is betrayed suffers a lot; it can be with a scar in the soul forever.
The traitor has a lot of responsibility, because omitting a parallel loving life, it can be removing your partner's opportunity it to be happy with other person that gives him/her value. Remember that today several ways exist of knowing if we are being betrayed. She to betray it is your life objective, make right, and try not to leave traces, vestiges, because a detective can be behind you.
This is a true banquet for who likes chronicles about the temptations of the life... This book, based on real cases, shows the human being difficulty well in working with the " provocations " of the day by day. A woman a lot of wonderful, charming and sensual times it is something irresistible for many men, even for those that have a beautiful family, very educated children, a kind wife and, a lot of times, beautiful also...
The temptation is so big that so much the man as the woman places everything in risk, they play everything upward for minutes of pleasure... minutes of pleasure and later hours and days of torment, of blame feeling, after the facts that come to the surface. This is a book that stimulates a reflection on the values of the life, the weight of certain impulsive acts and your consequences. Certainly an excellent entertainment...
The author approaches in this book several aspects of the investigation. It is a work that arrests us, it magnetizes us, and therefore we always want to know the issues of your cases. Does that happen mainly because the book approaches the daily of most of the people... Who never had fear of to be being betrayed? Who did of detective never play already moving in your lover's things to discover infidelity vestiges? Who did never betray he/she/you? Who never had " weaknesses "? Certainly a book that will entertain him/her is, better still, will it help the dear reader to contemplate on the values of the life...
CHAPTER I
A dream becomes reality
Many years ago, when I entered neither officially neither in my professional career, nor from a distance it imagined what the future reserved me. However, I was a sure: I didn't want to be just one more detective and yes, the detective. Then I thought to myself: when we believed in our potential and we worked for that it is evident that get to achieve success in our day; and, it was of that it sorts things out that happened with me thanks to God.
Returning a more little in the time, I remind that in meeting with friends and relatives, in the search of moral support to decide really that would be my career, I heard countless discouraged phrases, just as: " My son, will seek an employment, that doesn't give future for anybody ".
Those observations, actually, served so that I deepened me in my interests and they still motivated me more to look for my objective, especially because them nor they imagined that this was already my plan from boy, when still small, there in the interior where little one heard to speak in detective.
I remember of when I was still small, he/she attended films and it already imagined the end, and in my head I already foresaw who could have made the crime or the fact that there was still entangled. It is I went like this growing, testing my deduction limits. The press, in a general way, was me important inspiration source, contributing in a certain way to my detective learning. He/she/you always accompanied the cases that were announced and, many of them, before even of they arrive at the end, I already deduced who could have made that fact that there was announced.
I grew up in a small city of the interior of Goiás. We didn't have many resources as they are had in the current days. Internet was thing of the XXI century, television to cable nor we dreamed it, we just had as source of information the radio, the TV and the " midwives ", that were seated in front of the house where they lived. There the complete news section was had of what it happened in the neighborhood. All the gossips were known, except the ones that they were announced by the press, because for them that it mattered they were the gossips of there same, in other words, the one of the neighbors.
For treating of a neighborhood where all knew each other, it was very easy to get information on anybody that they’re lived. The “midwives” announced any thing that happened. Then, I didn't need to walk a lot to be in the largest source of information than I could have.
When still with little more than 10 years, it arrived from the school and he/she already got ready to be in front of the house hearing the gossips. It was always like this: me of " linked antenna " to capture the rumors. I caught my old and good pushcart and I will play under a pequi tree that gave a great shade. There I set up my net of information where could hear and to pick all the gossips. For them, the adults, I was just a child playing of pushcart and nor they imagined that I was a small " spy " in search of information.
I remember very well of the expression that they did when they were publishing a gossip that was still innovation. There, they made the accusations, they investigated, they sentenced; there it was the midwives' tribunal ". And, me as a good " detective " was always for close, observing.
It was habit: everyday at 17:00 o'clock they began to arrange the " tribunal ", they took chairs, crochets and the list of those judged of the day. When they didn't get to give an issue for the case, they always marked a new " audience " for the following day. Usually who did the judge's " paper it was the most intelligent of them, the one that fewer talked, and it was impartial. Few times it emitted some opinion, it was more in the listener position.
She arrived after all already there were, and she installed asking on some fact that had happened in the neighborhood as, for instance: what did with Mr. Antonio " happen? Is it there they began the accusations. After few minutes they already had convict Mr. Antonio's poor, and the poor fellow at least to imagine that there was being did not judge by a fact that perhaps nor it had made. And the worst was than when they found somebody that they had already condemned; they made the good neighbors' paper.
The fact is that that, in a certain way, moved with me. One day, I began to do detective's paper independently. I began to investigate the gossips and, in little time, the judgment sessions began being reduced until that practically ended. It is like this, of this it sorts things out, the detective that there am in me was born.
To the 12 years, coming back from vacations with my family, I came across my first great case.
My house had been invaded. An enormous hole in the wall revealed the invasion. At that time me nor it imagined that we could call the police for a case as this, then nothing did, however, we only covered the hole in the wall and ready. The days were passing if and me without sleeping, concerned in to discover who could have made that, because I already felt in the duty of solving that subject. I, with only 12 years, wanted to support the detective and to discover.
Recollecting as I had found the place of the crime, I got many details that helped me in the investigation. A detail that called me the attention was the fact of we live there, there is a long time and we maintain a good relationship with the whole neighborhood, and up to where me I knew, we didn't have enemy. I find strange, but the form how the theft was made, it took me to have faith that was treated of revenge. Since then, I began to imagine who would be the criminal.
From small I had the sharpened intuition, he/she already had a suspect, but as there was not anything that tied I with the crime I discarded it; I just had the knowledge that he was a person of bad nature, besides already it had made some thefts for the surrounding. That everything I had discovered in my investigations when he/she played of pushcart under the old pequi tree.
After some two weeks, I had already made my first list of reasons so that I could suspect, I made me a lot of inquiries until that I reached the conclusion that was wrong for suspecting certain person. I remind that nor the best friends were free from my suspicions, all were suspicious.
One of the principal details that took me to the elucidation of that case was my persistence. Even after almost two months I was still the sure that would discover. There I could notice that in practice the thing it is much more complicated, but even so, without practice, I obtained success in my investigation, I got to discover who had broken into the house where I lived until my 16 years.
Good, who had practiced the theft, it was, anything but anything else less than, a friend that frequented my house almost everyday. Then he admitted me the reason that had taken him to practice such crime: just for envy, once he didn't have television, he thought I should not also have her. For him to know that it could not take it to your house, he had the precaution of selling it for the half of the price to buy another television. I never got to recover her.
For a good detective, to discover the criminal is not enough in certain cases, we always looked for the repair of the damage or the devolution of the white object of the investigation, but in my case I didn't still know for sure that it was an investigation, I just knew that liked to challenge me same and to go thoroughly in some subject that didn't have any meaning for other children of my age.
After having concluded my first mission I already felt a true detective, but nevertheless frustrated by not having recovered the white object of my small investigation. It is I went like this growing, acquiring a taste for the investigation and unmasking causes.
When I completed 16 years, I moved to Brasilia, leaving the dozens of cases that it had investigated back, that served me of base and incentive for my growth and professional perfection. Perhaps if it doesn't root my perspicacity, dedication and persistence, I would never have turned me a detective.
My family, which soon at the beginning didn’t bet in my success, today they are proud of me. I proved for them that who wants to expire has to struggle, to give up never. I always knew that the family is the base of everything, I judge important that our acts are always leaning for that, better like this, but it was not what happened with me.
I had courage of facing the alone world and I got, thanks to God. I admit that the luck, in a certain way, smiled at me. From that then, I have as life slogan the following: never to have fear of facing the surprises of the life, until why, we can learn with them.
It is like this, I learned that the mystery is inside of us same, and we have to unmask it. Try and try, it is not easy to break this imaginary barrier that we created our front. I can say that the fear transformed me in a winner. I was afraid, the fear it was terrible, I thought it would never get to be somebody, but, one day when I consulted the old and good friend pillow he spoke to me: you will be somebody and, not just one more CPF in the crowd. And to do to be worth this promise, I looked for with longing my objectives. I have to agree that was not easy and that one of the secrets of that victory was my courage of struggling allied my will of expiring.
Certain time, when asked if it was accomplished me professionally, I answered that yes, but I know that a professional has to be always in search of the professional growth and, for that, this should always be in search of accompanying the humanity's evolution. And, thinking about that premise, it is what is always doing. This perhaps, it is my differential. Then that we are always the one among the others, and we will increase like this looking for the best not only for us, but also for the society as a completely.
Some years later, already acting professionally, I began to catch cases and more cases. Me, however, I didn't have support of anybody of the family and nor either of another detective and, even so, it was every day in search not only of the professional growth; I also wanted to prove my family that they were wrong in relation to me, and that I was capable. It is important to remind that, for us to grow in the life we should abdicate of many good things, things these that can be substituted by the pleasure of that that we do.
I remember the nights in that passed awake working. It arrived Friday, all leaving for the ballads and I working. I went very criticized by working so much like this. Some friends told me that I had to enjoy the life. Some laughed when I spoke to them that my amusement was my work. It is obviate that we should never become slave of what we do, but, though, to make an effort an inside little of our limits won't make badly some to anybody.
