Can You Keep A Secret? | COMPLETE

Chapter Fourteen

"What evidence do you have to prove our suspicions and your claims?" the officer asked the woman sitting across from him.

"I know it just looks like I'm pointing fingers," Anastasia started, holding her hands up. "But hear me out. I'm her best friend. Why would I turn her in without reason?"

The captain considered this, nodding slightly.

"But, anyway," Anastasia let out a short, sharp breath. "She called me the night before the first murder victim's body was found. I can't exactly remember why, but she sounded stressed and kind of frantic. I asked what was wrong and she didn't say much, just that she wanted my help with something. When I got to where she wanted to meet, she seemed calmer? Almost?

"She said she needed a distraction from 'everything,' and I didn't want to pry, so I suggested we go out for drinks. We both drank a lot and when I came to the next morning, she was gone."

"Do you know where she went?" the officer asked.

"It was before she needed to come in to work, so no. But with everything coming out now... She may have been cleaning up after killing Mr. Rambeau."

"What has led you to believe she killed him?"

"Her necklace was found at the scene. And I don't know where she went that night after we both blacked out. Or maybe it was just me that blacked out...

"But, anyway. The night she blacked out after drinking wine, I found two vials of drugs in her kitchen. I went to confront Preacher about it because I know he knows about that stuff. His husband used his medical degree to teach him about it in case he got into trouble. That's why I was at Preacher's that night the Whitmans saw me. I was investigating and also asking him about the vials. I don't know why Evangeline had them. Maybe to try and pin the blame on someone else?"

"Thank you, Miss Brecken. You've been a—"

"I'm not finished!" Anastasia cut him off. "I think I know who killed your detective."

"You do?"

"Yes. Evangeline. After I told her what detective Rosen said to me during my interrogation, she seemed a lot more upset than she should have been. She said she'd take care of Rosen and make sure she doesn't do anything like it again."

Captain Young's eyes widened. "My god."

"I know."

"Thank you, ma'am," he said after a moment, staring down at the notes he had taken. "You've been more than enough help."

"Of course," the woman said. "Thank you, sir."

"You're free to go."