Chapter 28:
29th of October, 2015.
Oaklynn sits quietly in the interrogation room, waiting to be questioned by the police.
A police woman arrives, shutting the door abruptly and taking a seat across from her.
She ties her hair using a pen, and stares sternly into Oaklynn's eyes.
"Good afternoon, my name is Annalise Quill and I'll be questioning you on the sudden death of Damari Johnston. This isn't an interrogation" She clarifies, as she opens her notes. "As a police force, we are required to mildly investigate any sudden deaths, as murders are quite common here in New York"
Oaklynn nods, her throat suddenly dry.
"When was the last time you spoke to Damari Johnston?"
"Uh, it wasn't recently. The last time I can recall was Fallon's birthday, a couple months ago" She says.
"Where did her birthday take place?"
"It wasn't anything large. She just invited a few of her closest friends to her home for some drinks, including me. And Damari just happened to be there, of course, since he lives there, obviously" Oaklynn laughs nervously. She glances at the woman, hoping she would join in.
The police officer doesn't budge.
"What date did this event take place?"
"Uh-" Oaklynn scratches her head. "February 22nd, I think. Yes, I think that's Fallon's birthday. February 22nd"
"Was Damari taking part in this small event? When did you see him?"
"Uh, yes. Yes, he organised everything. The drinks, the meal, the balloons- it was all him. So, he was just hanging around, helping to clean up. I just happened to greet him at the door, that's all"
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22nd of February, 2009.
Fallon struggles to pop the top of the wine, Divine walking over to assist her.
April and Oaklynn help to blow up her balloons, placing them in each corner of the room.
Suddenly, Oaklynn catches a glimpse of Damari, by the stairway.
They share an intimate look.
"Fallon, where's your toilet again?"
"Up the stairs, first door on the left"
"Thanks"
Oaklynn drops her flat balloon, and makes her way towards the staircase. She's already slightly tipsy. She had a couple drinks before she came.
Damari's already waiting for her at the top floor. He doesn't even need to say a word.
She grins, her hands grasping his neck, her fingers caressing his skin.
"I've missed you"
"I've missed you too"
He grabs her waist with his rough palms, lifting her up and carrying her into the toilet, before slamming the door abruptly.
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"Did you manage to find the toilet?" Fallon asks, lining up the wine glasses on the coffee table.
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