Arie Jane Dawson Thesis Statement

Arie Jane Dawson. A name well known in the city of Los Angeles, her father is the famous music producer Marcus Dawson. He’s built his fame by working with artists such as Beyonce, Mick Jagger, The Eagles, etc. To say the Dawson family is well off would be an understatement. The most well known socialite in California, Arie was loved by many. Every girl wanted to be her, and every guy wanted to be with her. She just had that charm about her, not to mention beauty. Maybe it’s for these reasons it was such a surprise when she suddenly disappeared with not so much as a text message to explain.

Many assumed that she was just doing it for attention, that she had probably just gone to live it up in Las Vegas for the weekend. However, when three days

Paparazzi are having a field day, and fans are assuming the worst. Her family is distraught about the event. It seems as though the police aren’t doing much to find her, even with her high status in the city. All of a sudden there is a knock on the Jone’s mansion door. “Yes?” asks Camillia, her mascara blotchy on her cheeks from where she has been in tears. “Good afternoon, Mrs. Jones. Mind if we come in and ask a few questions?” asks the shorter, stockier police officer who had donut crumbs caught in his pepper gray mustache. “Oh… yes, yes of course please come in.” she moves out of the way, allowing the two officers to walk across the marble floors that acted almost as mirrors. “Is your husband around, Mrs. Jones?” asked the taller, female officers, who’s light blonde hair was pulled back into a tight, neat pony tail. Her piercing brown eyes looked down upon the spanish woman until she nodded “Yes, of course.. Gina will you please go get Brandon?” she asked the maid, who had been watching from behind a big white column. The maid blushed a deep crimson and nodded, hurrying up the stairs to retrieve Camilla’s

After twenty minutes of questions, Reyes looked at Brandon. “We have come to understand that you and Arie did not particularly get along. Is this correct?” It was obvious that he was surprised by the question but nodded “She never has liked me.. I can’t blame her, I could never take the place of her father.” chuckled the man, before his smile instantly disappeared. “Wait… You don’t think that I’m behind this do you?” “Sir, this is just protocall.” stated Gaye, who had been quiet for the entire interview. “We’ve been informed that only 3 days before her disappearance you two had gotten into a fight in which you called her things such as brat, bitch, and whore?” Brandon looked at his lap in shame he was reluctant to answer but, the dead air in the room was unbearable. “Yes officer, this is correct.. But, I didn’t abduct her, we have our issues but I could never hurt her..” The two officers looked at each other before placing their eyes on Camilla “and Mrs. Jones, did you know about this exchange between Arie and your husband?” she shook her head, looking horrified from what her husband had just admitted. “No officer, I would never sit back and allow anyone to degrade my daughter in such a manner.” The officers exchanged a few mumbles before nodding “Ok, that is all the questions we have. Thank you for your time. But, I do regret