The Blake Project: Book 2

Chapter 23

Trevor's POV

"I'm going to ask you one more time. Why did you agree to this girl's absurd plan?" The officer asked sternly.

I nervously looked around the room, why do I have to get questioned? I know I'm involved but I get so nervous under pressure.

"Son, if you don't answering my question I'm going to assume you had just as much responsibility in this case as Angie Phillips" He told me, scaring me.

C'mon idiot, say something. Anything.

"I-I was blackmailed. In the beginning it was all dumb shit like my popularity, reputation, pointless things. Then I found this girl, she's amazing, and Angie started using her as threats to make me do stuff" I blurted out receiving a happy expression from the man across the table.

"I had a feeling that was the reason" he said writing the word blackmailed down on his notepad.

"Who is the girl?" He asked getting ready to write her name.

"Julianna McKee" I said receiving a nod.

"Where did you meet her?" He sighed, folding his hands and leaning forward a little.

"I'm sorry, but what does this have to do with the case?" I asked in a confused tone.

I don't want Julianna to get questioned. God, that's the last thing I want her to go through right now.

"It's a simple question" he said, waiting for me to answer.

"I met her at the hospital, she was being treated for cancer. I was visiting my now deceased grandma. Are you happy? Now you know the pointless information." I said in an annoyed tone.

What does this have to do with anything?

"The hospital in town?" He asked making me roll my eyes.

"Do you know any other hospital?" I sarcastically replied earning and small chuckle.

"I'm only trying to put all the pieces together" he said, trying to reason with me.

"I'm not the one you should be worrying about right now. Have you checked on Jack yet?" I asked making the detective scrunch his nose.

"Jack Withers?" The detective asked

"Yes, have you checked on him or is he still trashing everything in that tiny ass cell?" I asked

"He's still in the cell. Is there something we don't know? We already questioned him" The detective asked, gripping his pen.

"It's simple, Angie was blackmailing him too. You won't get anything out of him because she's still blackmailing him as we speak, so I'll tell you everything, ok?" I offered, staring into the mans uncertain eyes.

"What does she have against him?" He asked me

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"This is a lying detector, I'm going to ask you a serious of questions and I'll know when your lying through the changing of marks in the paper" The detective said in the small room.

I watched as Angie slowly nodded her head and allowed the detective to place the device on her finger and arm.

"What's your name?" He asked her making her roll her eyes

"That's a childish question, don't you think?" She snared

"I believe it's a simple question" he snapped back earning a smirk

"Angie Phillips" she sighed

"Are you attending High School" he asked

"Yes" she said with a bored expression.