NO BODY, NO CRIME

Chapter 6

"Why did you call me here?" Eleanor snapped as soon as the door opened.

"Patience, dear, patience," the other person spoke as she led Eleanor in.

Eleanor followed her, anger rushing through her veins. She sat on the couch, as gestured by the host. 

"Now, will you tell me?" she snapped again as her host sat opposite her. 

"Where is he, Eleanor?" 

"Who?" Eleanor played dumb.

"Where is Liam?!" 

"How would I know where your sugar-daddy is?!" Eleanor retaliated.

"How dare you talk to me like that?!" Sophia shouted. "That too, in my house!"

"Well," Eleanor composed herself, "as long as Liam's not dead, this isn't your house, hun."

"Listen, I know you had to do something with Liam vanishing, he's not a runner."

"If I recall, he is," Eleanor glared at her, "he was okay running from his marriage and sleeping with another woman."

"I know he didn't run."

"How are you so sure?"

"Because, if he ran," Sophia leaned in, "why would he run with my suitcase?"

That made a lump form in Eleanor's throat. She panicked internally but was smart enough to keep a straight face. She brushed a strand of hair behind her hair.

"I have no idea..."

"Cut to the chase, Eleanor!" Sophia didn't let her finish. "I know Gemma told you about her doubts that Liam was.... Liam was with me. And my suitcase is missing and so is the gun Liam hid under the cabinet for emergencies. You brought to the police's knowledge about our affair going on for long, didn't you?"

Sophia's words replayed in Eleanor's head as she remembered that night. 

"What have you done to him?" Sophia's voice toned down. "Just tell me if he's dead or not and I won't rat you out. I just want to know."

"Listen Sophia!" Eleanor shot up from her seat. "I have no idea what you're talking about! I don't know where Liam is and whatever I told the police was my duty!"

Sophia too, got up from her place and tried to walk towards Eleanor. But Eleanor raised a hand, stopping her.

"I can't take your nonsense, anymore," Eleanor said, "I'm out."

Eleanor stormed out and Sophia tried to stop her. Everything Sophia tried failed as Eleanor walked out and crossed the street. Sophia stood on the other end and kicked her foot to the ground in defeat.

"Dude, this is such a dead-end," Zayn sighed.

"I was so sure there'll be something," Louis lied, he actually hoped that the boat theory came off clean.

"I mean the engine looks as dead as her dad," Zayn tried to joke.

"Mean," Louis remarked. "But it looks like it hasn't been operated for ages, rusty and the boat is so dirty."

"Ugh, engine looks unused for ages," Zayn groaned. "Back with zero leads."

Eleanor shifted her feet impatiently as she waited for the door to open. "C'mon Haz, open up," she muttered to herself.

"El? You're here?" Taylor opened the door. 

"Is Harry home?" she said, abruptly.

"Yeah, all okay?" Taylor was concerned.