the start of the end

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"No, I said I don't need a lawyer!" I said to the FBI agent that has been interrogating me for almost an hour. "But you will if you don't get me out of here soon" I told him trying to sound intimidating, I guess.

He sighed and left the room, will he let me go? I put my head on the table. How did I went from being at the top of my career, wining grand slams and collaborating with the most important brands to this, being handcuffed and the main suspect of three fucking murders.

This time agent Hotchner didn't came in the room, instead a way younger agent took his place on the table, but he looked nervous? Was this a trick to make me confess something I didn't do or something?

"Hey... I know you didn't do it" was the first thing he said, yeah this definitely had to be a trick, I looked up at him.

"What?"

"We just want to know any information that could lead us to the right suspect, we know you knew all the victims" he said, that wasn't true, I didn't knew them, I had just lost against them this season and that was the reason im here.

"I literally know nothing about them, other than their names and that they're better than me" I scoffed and looked away.

"I believe you but-" I interrupted him

"No you don't, im not stupid"

He didn't said anything, his mouth opened but then closed again, he didn't knew what to say.

"Look, I know why you think I did it, I've had the worst fucking season of my entire career since..." I sighed I couldn't even say his name, he seemed to notice.

"Yeah, it looks pretty bad for you, you have a motive and a probable stressor that could've make you lost your mind so you started killing those who beat you on the court" he shook his head "but you didn't" he took the keys to the handcuffs and took them off. "but we still need your help, there's a chance do you know the actual murderer" I frowned and shook my head.

"No, of course not, I could recognize if someone I knew was a psycho" I said closing my eyes trying to remeber anything weird but shook my head again. "This is a waste of time I shouldn't be here, I have my most important match in two days" I said almost pleading.

I couldn't loose this one, if I did, everything for me was over, the brands were starting to stop sponsoring me and I would be completely broke.

He nodded and left the room.

After a few minutes the other agent came and told me I could leave. As I was leaving the room the young one approached me and gave me his card.

"Please if you notice anything weird, let us know" he said before giving me an awkward smile, I took the card and nodded, leaving the room.

As I got in my best friend's and also manager car she started asking me a million questions but I just hid my head in my hands and I cried, and cried, and cried. 

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