The Fabulous Fours: Parisian Pursuit | Book 1

33: Yellow Tape

The sirens blared around the mansion as Nick looked incredulously at, surprisingly, Joe, who was bearing the same expression, but was not looking at anyone, but looking down at his shoes. Mr Jonas stood up, and you could tell that half of him was trying to escape, but half of him wanted to surrender for his wrongs.

Nick was gulping down every single word that was attempting to roll down his tongue as he stared at his cold blooded brother. Joe wasn't looking as cold, but he himself had thought that his father did deserve prison for a result in murdering his mother. He looked around blankly, as if he had no idea what was going on.

Raine had burst into the room, hands clasped to her mouth. She had came to inform her boss about the policemen barging into the house, but being the reckless woman she was, she fell down to her knees, hands on her face. Selena's head snapped to the woman on the floor and rushed over, knowing at that moment that Raine also knew about the murder, and her dread had come at last.

Hosé Jonas was going to jail.

The cops made it into the room, all of them in bleach colored uniforms, one with an orange mustache came to Mr Jonas, pulling his hands behind his back, muttering furiously, "You 'ave the right to rem'ain silent, any'ing said will be used ag'ainst you in 'ourt... You 'ave the right to an at'erny..."

Another cop with a shave face came over to Nick and Joe and took his hat off Joe stood up, addressing to the cop of what happened. Apparently, his name was Barty. Like "Barty Crouch" from Harry Potter.

"So, vot are zee charges you want to press against zee prosecutor?" Barty asked Joe, taking out a pad and a pen from the back of his trousers. Joe started to list down everything, not bothering to look at Nick, who was still mad at the fact that Joe had called the cops, even before they discussed anything.

Selena came over to Nick, so did Zayn. They both lifted him up by the shoulders and led them outside, where the police sirens were not only heard, it was blaring, deafantly. Nick was still sulking, so Selena whispered into Zayn's ear to lead him to somewhere quieter, because she had some thoughts.

"What are you doing-?" snapped Nick annoyed as he was pulled into the pantry. The police were checking the house. 

Selena snapped the door shut, leaving them in the dark. 

"What-" Nick asked again, but Selena quickly cut him off.

"Who called?" she said, looking blankly around. Zayn didn't answer, but his hands wandered around the wallas and felt something stringy hanging from the wall. He pulled it and a yellow lightbulb came on, allowing them to see each other clearer.

"Right- tha's better," Zayn said, then looked at Selena again, "What were you saying?"

"Who called the cops?" Selena asked again. Nick rolled his eyes and his temper, which was at boiling point, exploded; "Oh, you don't know? It was JOE! Yeah, why would Joe? Because he hated dad- he loved mom- think of a better reason why he thought dad deserved to rot in prison for the rest of his life, Selena!"