But before the young cop could say anything, a smooth, feminine voice chimed in from behind.
“We’re not against going to the station for statements but you’ve kept us waiting for hours already.
Dragging us all there would just waste more time, right?”
The tension instantly eased and both cops turned to see who spoke.
Hannah grinned at them.
“We’re all here at the vi.
You can ask whatever you need right here, can’t you?”
Quick to agree, the chubby cop nodded.
“Exactly! Taking statements here works just fine.
The main thing is solving the case!”Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.
The young cop stayed quiet.
He was not entirely sold on Hannah’s idea but he didn’t push back either.
“How about this? I’ll go first.
Ask me whatever you need.
”
After all the statements were done, the sky started to brighten outside.
The youngds slouched against the wall, yawning away, ditching their usual formal vibe.
Even Bryson, who’d been chilling upstairs, was questioned in the living room.
Thest person finished up their questions and a few others got up.
“Can we go now?”
“Seriously, we’ve been doing this all night! Is it never-ending?”
After a whole night of interviews, the chubby cop still had zero leads on the murder.
But when the young cop emerged, he headed towards the living room with two others trailing behind.
“I’ve cracked it.
The race thing was no ident.
The Chadwich family nned a murder.
We need to hit the station for more digging.
”
The chill morning vibe turned icy in an instant.
They thought it was just routine but now, the Chadwich crew was getting hauled off.
“What’s the deal? Wasn’t it called an ident before? How’s it murder now?”
“The cops said it.
They me the Chadwiches.
I always said mixing them in with us was trouble!”
“Now that the Comptons are here, the Chadwiches are in for it!”
Wace stayed quiet, his eyes drilling into Amelie, making her squirm.
Amelie rushed to exin, “I swear, this isn’t on me! I don’t know how this mess happened!”
But Wace just gave her a cold stare, not saying a word.