The Girl Who Couldn't Kill

Chapter 8-The Interrogation

Suspect Ajax Chang, 17 years old, a junior at Brighton American High School

"Ajax, I believe you know why you're here today," The Interrogator said, her dark eyes wide with curiosity and predation, revealing the professionalism of her specialized career in criminal psychology. A wooden table, frosted with speckled dust was placed in front of Ajax, files of paper lined up against the table in front of the interrogator. The early sun peaked through the blind, highlighting the dull furnitures in the room. They must have done this on purpose, this wasn't the fancy school they once knew before. After all, he was a prime suspect in a murder, there were no special treatments here.

Ajax didn't know why he was here, but he went along anyways. "Someone gave an anonymous tip?" He said, seemingly curious.

The interrogator, who introduced herself as Alice, explains, "Ah, so you've heard from Officer Hong? Well, yes. But we have footage you see."

Shit. Ajax forgot. This school was one of the richest educational facilities in the city with highly monitored security. Of course, they would have footage. Ajax lowered his mask, "I'm innocent." He stated.

"Mr. Chang, what were you doing on the night of Connor's death?" Her lips curled.

He froze. If they did have live footage, where would he have been? It must have been unclear too, surely they didn't see his working uniform. He needed to strategize his words and string them into something believable.

"I was studying last night at the library after my soccer practice," He said as plainly as possible but he regretted the moment he said. That wasn't the excuse he had told the group."

"You left your game early due to a minor injury, correct?"

"That's right."

"The security cameras caught you near the east wing and the library is in the north wing. At around 12 o'clock." She didn't blink.

Reverse psychology, typical, they wanted to make him choke. This showed Ajax that they in fact have little to no evidence on him. He felt more confident and started to answer with a bit more ease. But there was one thing that will never rest in his mind. Something that he would never reveal. Ajax had a secret, and he had no intention of sharing it with anyone.

"Yeah, I had a study session at the library, and then after, I headed back to my dorm."

"Had your leg felt better?" She pushed.

"It did. The paramedics were swift with their methods."

She nodded. "Could you tell me your relation with Connor Lee?"

"Honestly, we don't have much of a correlation. He's a senior and I've never had classes with him. Our paths never crossed" Ajax lied smoothly.

"Hmm. How do you perceive Connor as a person, in your own opinion?"

"I've only ever talked to him a few times, but he seemed like a popular guy. I wouldn't have minded being friends with him." Ajax lied. In fact, he knew Connor personally and he believed that it was the worst mistake he'd ever made, the secret he'd kept close to his heart.

"How come you've never?"

"I guess I just didn't have many chances to speak with him."

"Did you ever have negative views of him?"

"Like I said. We're not in the same grade. And I usually hangout with the guys in my grade." This conversation wasn't going anywhere.

"When was the last interaction you had with Connor?"