🌓chapter 8

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Briana and Harry walked out of the hotel building, turning to face the scene of the crime. Detectives and cops and news reporters were already there, investigating and taking photos. Briana went under the police tape that was surrounding the crime. Harry followed her.

"You're that guy from One Direction, aren't ya?" a detective asked. He had a thick British accent.

"Yeah, stand aside," Harry spoke. "We're gonna look over this as well". Harry didn't know the next thing about investigating a crime, but he didn't want Briana alone. Plus she seemed like she wanted him around, so...
Briana knelt down, examining the bodies. She put on a second pair of gloves, this time a Nylon pair. She didn't wanna get her other ones dirty, as she thought they looked badass. She brushed her finger against the wound on one of the bodies, examining it.

"He got stabbed four to six times," Briana began. "with a Gerber Mark II knife. The knife, however, is nowhere to be found." She examined the first body some more. "He was a guitarist.." She examined his pockets, pulling out a phone. "He had an alcohol problem."

"How can you tell that?" Harry asked.
Briana pointed at the slight scratches near the charger port. "You can tell because he's struggled to put in his phone's charger often." Harry shrugged and took her word for it, though it sounded like nonsense to him. She began to examine the second body.

"Stabbed twelve times with the same knife," Briana muttered. "He has a callous on his left ring finger from pencil usage. He must've been an artist or writer." She noticed a stain on the shirt the body was wearing, though it wasn't blood. "He drank coffee shortly before his murder, though he didn't change shirts."

"Damn." A nearby detective said aloud. Harry just sat nearby and listened as Briana continued examining the bodies. Afterwards, they went back into the hotel, though something was off.

"Why's everybody missing?" Harry asked. There seemed to be bloody footprints on the floor as well as a trail. Briana looked down, noticing the footprints were from a shoe with a waffle-iron esque sole.
"Let's follow the footprints," Briana said, grabbing Harry's hand and running towards where they led.

They led into an employees only room, which was locked. Briana took a paperclip she had in her pocket, and picked the lock. Surprisingly, it was successful and the door opened up. Her and Harry walked inside, greeted by a pitch black room and the rancid smell of death.

Harry felt the wall for a light switch, and flipped it up. The deceased bodies of all the hotel employees were piled up in the room. Harry stepped back, shocked. Briana wasn't surprised, as there was already blood on the floor to begin with.

"So that's what that smell was." Briana spoke, stepping back and holding Harry's hand to make him feel more safe. Suddenly, all of Big Time Rush stepped out of the room, staring right at Harry and Briana, and all wielding knives, except Kendall, who had a gun.

"Of course it was you." Harry growled. "It's always you!" Briana pulled him back, and whispered "run" to him. They ran out of the hallway and into the hotel lobby. They tried running out, but the doors were somehow locked. Briana kicked the glass out of the door, shattering it, and jumped through it. Harry followed her. They ran into the One Direction tour bus and shut the doors.

"Call the boys." Briana ordered. "Tell them we gotta leave." Harry nodded and pulled out his phone to call Louis.

Louis's phone rang, and he pulled it out of his pocket and answered it. "Harry? What's going on? You and Briana are taking longer than I expected."

"Big Time Rush is here." Harry spoke. "We're in the tour bus right now, we gotta leave right now."

Louis hung his phone up immediately and ordered Liam, Zayn, and Niall out of the hotel immediately. They grabbed their important items and ran out into the elevator.

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The boys all scrambled into the tour bus, and this time, Liam was driving. They sighed in relief as the Big Time Rush boys were far away from them, dropping their weapons and leaving. Briana was sitting next to Harry, trying to keep him calm after he just found multiple corpses and almost got attacked by Big Time Rush again. She and Harry and told the rest of them what they found already. Niall pulled up a news report on his phone.

"..it appears all the employees of Regent Hotel have been mysteriously murdered today, with barely any traces that could lead back to the killers." The news reporter lady said, reading off her papers.

"Is this what happened?" Niall asked, showing Briana and Harry. They nodded.

"Yeah, we found tbe bodies." Briana said. "It was disgusting."

"Why sre they saying it can't be traced back to the killer?" Harry asked. "It was obviouslt Big Time Rush."

"Maybe they're scared to call them out." Zayn stated. "Plus, they seem to always escape the crime scene."

"Good point." Briana said. "My theory is that they were threatened by them, so they can't say it was them. They might frame someone else who just happened to be a witness."

"What if they frame us?" Harry asked, a look of worry plastered onto his face.

"They won't." Briana said, pulling Harry closer. "You're literally apart of One Direction. That alone will protect you from being framed for something you didn't do."

"Don't celebrities still get arrested for things, though?" Louis asked.

"Well, you're right on that.." Briana said, thinking. Maybe they would get framed after all, but why?

Little did they know, a man was hiding in the back of the tour bus, listening closely to everything they said, snickering. James pulled his black beanie off, revealing his shaggy dark brown hair. "Framing you, huh...? Not sure if we can do that, but it is an interesting idea..." he whispered. He grabbed his phone and started texting the rest of Big Time Rush, telling them the information he may have gathered.

🌓END OF CHAPTER 8🌓omg a plot twist!!! What do u think james is gonna do next????😮

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