7. Mrs Murderer

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Im craving pizza

I can't be the only one.

I'm stuck doing algebra homework

Whoever invented algebra, should burn in hell.

I keep thinking about how fucked up the school system is

Now that I've wasted enough of your time, let's begin.

18th May 2018

"Alright then, who are you?" She asked

"The FBI." Answered Tom, while Noah bit his tongue to stop himself from laughing.

"Nice try, the FBI doesn't hide suspects in their Basement, neither do they look in their early twenties."

"As I said, we're like Lilac." Said Tom

"So you're a mafia."

He remained silent.

"Your silence answers enough, now let me guess, you're the Riddles."

Tom stared at her with a straight face and she smirked.

"How can you be sure?" Asked Theodore

She turned her head toward him,

"By your obsession with Lilac and Corbett's death." She answered

"What's your name?" Asked Tom

"I thought I'd do the asking for now."

"What's your name." He asked again.

"You first."

"Riddle"

"First not last."

"Why not?"

"Cause I wanna know."

"I don't think so, I think you don't want to mention your last name."

She remained silent, which proved tom's theory.

"Okay then, answer this, was Corbett's wife part of the lilac mafia?"

"......yes."

He smirked, finally getting something useful out of her.

"Was she close with the head of the Mafia? Mr Nightshade?"

"Yes"

"Was she, his daughter?"

More silence

Tom smirked.

Then, he narrowed his eyes a bit and raised an eyebrow while tilting his head.

"Are you, Mrs Corbett."

"No" she answered fast.

"Really?"

"Yes."

"You don't have to lie to us, even though you suck at it."

" I do not, and for the record, I'm not lying."

"Fine, let's pretend you're not. Was Corbett killed by his wife?" He asked, now getting frustrated.

She stared at him with a blank expression for some time, then her lips crept to a smirk.

"What if I say......yes?"

Tom took a step back, and stumbled for a mere second.

"I'd ask how you know?" He asked

"What if I say, I was an accomplice."

The room went dead silent and tom's eyes went wide.

Then, he smirked?

Really? She just admitted being an accomplice to murder. These people need help.

"What's your first name?"

"You first."

"Tom, Tom Riddle."

"Isabell."

"You're lying."

Obviously, I'm right here.

"How would you know?"

"You don't give straightforward answers that easily, I know you enough to know that."

She smirked "well played Riddle, Lyra."

"And the last?"

"That'll remain a secret for now, unless you untie me."

"Now, why would I do that when I know the answer?"

Her smirk faltered.

"Lyra. Nightshade. Corbett."

Her face turned pale and her bright emerald eyes flickered their bright glow.

Which only made Toms smirk grow wider and the rest of them stared open mouthed.

"You killed your husband, gave out his money, left false evidence for the police leading to lilac and faked your disappearance to run away. My my, you are quite the woman, mrs Corbett."

You think?

"Do not call me that, that bit of me is as dead as my husband in his grave." She smirked.

My kinda girl

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Well Eeyoremylove

You were correct, i mean I did make it obvious.

The story's just beginning, trust me.

Also can anyone come up with a better chapter name? I think it's a bit cringe.

Ily
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