‘So, Ms Oblivion, you are Mr Martinez’s cast mate on ‘The Falling Star’?’ Elise asked the red head girl. ‘Yes, I am, and I swear that I don’t have anything to do with the death!’ the girl, Chelsea, said. ‘I wouldn’t so sure about that. You and Mr Martinez had a fight at 9 a.m., before he was killed. What was that about?’
Chelsea sighed. ‘I’ll tell you, but I swear I have nothing to do with it!’ Chelsea insisted. ‘Oh, crap the bull! Tell us or you’ll find yourself performing in front of bitches in the all-woman prison!’
‘We went on a fight because he asked me to have sex with him,’ Chelsea said, she sounded embarrassed. ‘That is not a good reason for a fight,’ Chelsea sighed. She was frustrated. ‘I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND, okay? And he asked that, and of course I don’t want to! And also, I hate him! He was mean, and—and—‘ she stopped. She has crossed the line.
‘Some bitch in that prison said welcome,’ Elise said.
‘So... we caught the killer?’ Francis said. ‘That was super easy,’ Joe looked at them. ‘I know. It’s like, we don’t even try!’ Miranda said. ‘He’s playing with us,’ Elise concluded. ‘Who?’ Joe asked. ‘RED. He wanted us to feel like we’re success and stuff, so he can kill more people. We have to find him, and show him that we’re not that easy to give up,’
Francis’ phone rang. ‘Yes? Oh, okay. I’ll tell her,’ he said. ‘What?’ Elise asked. ‘It’s Weston,’ he answered. ‘And what did he said?’ Joe asked. ‘Well,’ Francis sighed. ‘He said that we should release her,’
‘HE SAID WHAT?’ Elise was on fire. ‘What the hell was that? She was clearly the killer! She can be RED’s other right-hand or something!’ She was angry. ‘Well, he said we should release her, so that’s what we should do,’ Francis said. ‘I’m going to talk to Agent Weston,’ Elise muttered.
Elise walked to Agent Weston’s room. ‘Agent Quinn, please, come in,’ he said. Elise smiled, but then the smile faded. ‘Okay, you can cut the bull,’
‘What were you thinking? Release her? She was clearly the murder!’ Elise yelled. ‘We don’t have enough evidence, Agent Quinn!’ he replied. ‘You heard her! She clearly had the motive, and she can kill him anytime! And you release her? What if RED ask her to kill another person?’
Agent Weston stood. He was a white man with brown hair. ‘My commands are clear. We have to release her, and I don’t care what you say. You can put her back to the jail after you find evidences,’ he said. ‘Fine. I’ll find the evidence,’ Elise faked a smile and exited the room.
‘Joseph, come here!’ she said. ‘What’s the matter, Elle?’ he asked. ‘I need you to stalk her. I don’t believe her. I believe she has something to do with all of this,’ she explained. ‘Well, that’s a great pleasure! I mean, who doesn’t want to stalk an actress?’ he laughed. ‘I’m serious, Bishop!’ she said. ‘I’ll keep you in touch, Elle.’
Joseph Bishop walked out from the building and saw Chelsea Oblivion was released. He saw her mouthed ‘thank you’ to one of the agent that released her. She got into her car, and left the parking lot. ‘What are you up to, Oblivion?’ he muttered.
Joe followed him, and he found her stopped in front of a coffee shop, and it looked like someone was expecting to meet her.
Joe entered the shop, and watched them. She met a guy with black hoodie. ‘What can I get you, sir?’ the waitress asked. ‘A cup of cappuccino please, extra milk,’ he answered. He paid $3, and sat near Chelsea and the guy.
‘So they set you free?’ the guy asked. ‘Gladly. I accidentally told them that I hated him, but at least we saved him,’ Chelsea said. Who’s him? The guy that saved by Chelsea? ‘Here’s your order, sir,’ the waitress gave him a cup of coffee. ‘Thank you very much,’
‘Hey, do you know something about the musical ‘The Falling Star’?’ Joe asked the waitress. ‘Of course! My boyfriend and I were going to watch it, but then the news said that the main actor was killed, I mean, it was awful. He became literally the falling star,’ the waitress answered. ‘Thanks,’
Joe opened his phone and searched the musical. ‘Played by Sunshine Mary, Marcus Moose, Chelsea, music composed by Malee Vicent,’ he said to himself. Chelsea and the guy arguing about something now. ‘He has to stay where he was, he cannot be moved, they’re still looking for the killer,’ Chelsea said. ‘Fine. Meet me at M Avenue no. 8, 8 o’clock. He’s there,’ the guy said, and then he left.
Joe called Elise. ‘Send a backup to M Avenue no. 8, at 8 o’clock. I believe that’s where they keep the killer,’ he said. ‘Are you okay, Joseph?’ Elise asked. ‘I’m okay, Elise. Just send a backup and ready on that time. I’m on my way there,’ he said.
Before left the coffee shop, he searched someone on his phone. He typed Malee Vicent. And while he was waiting for the search result, he saw Chelsea left the shop. He looked at his clock. Thirty minutes to 8 o’clock. He checked his phone. There was a picture of the man that Chelsea talked with.
‘Elise, the killer’s name is Marcus Moose. Send the backup now,’ he said.
He drove as fast as he can to M Avenue no. 8. There was a big building, like an apartment there, and he saw Chelsea got out from her car, and entered the building. Behind him, he saw his backup—bunch of FBI cars.
He got out from the car. ‘So, here it is? This is where the killer stayed?’ Francis said. ‘Yes. We’ll split into three groups! Alpha, Omega and Bravo. Bravo, your leader is Agent Quinn and Agent Mills. Omega, you’re with me. Alpha, you’re with Agent Green. Now everyone split up! Bravo go check to front with Omega, and Alpha, check the back. If you guys don’t find anything, meet us upstairs,’ he said. ‘Yes, sir!’ they answered. ‘Let’s move it, people!’
Team Bravo and Omega entered the building. It was an apartment. ‘Oh my god! What’s happening?’ said a woman. But they ignored her and walked upstairs. ‘Agent Black, please take this woman for an interrogation with Dr Webber,’ Elise commanded.
‘Do you know which room is theirs?’ Miranda asked. ‘I have no idea. He only said, M Avenue no 8, 8 o’clock,’ he answered. ‘That’s it! Number 20! 8 o’clock or, 20:00! Move it people, our suspect stays on number 20,’ Elise said.
They went upstairs and upstairs, until they found number 20. Alpha team was already in front of the door. ‘One step ahead you,’ Francis said. ‘Go!’ he commanded.
They broke in. ‘FBI!’ they shouted. Chelsea, Malee Vicent, and Marcus Moose were surprised. ‘Didn’t expect FBI to come here, aren’t you? And by the way, Chelsea, the bitch still says hi!’ Elise said.
They ran into the back, and tried to jump from the balcony. ‘Check everything! I’m going to get Moose,’ Joseph said.
Marcus Moose ran outside, and he went downstairs. ‘Freeze! FBI!’ Joe shouted. But he kept on running. Until Joe shot his leg, and Marcus fell. Joe put his gun in front of Marcus’ chest. ‘Now tell me who told you to kill Mario?’ he shouted. Marcus laughed. ‘He said, ‘hello, Jojo,’’ Marcus said, and then suddenly he stabbed himself. ‘NO! YOU CAN’T DIE! Come back you asshead!’ Joe shouted. But it was too late. Marcus was dead.
Francis and Elise found Joe drank a lot of alcohol in the bar. ‘Okay. You need to stop this!’ Elise commanded. ‘What for? I almost got the killer, and we almost get a living person that knows where to find RED, and then he committed suicide,’ Joe said, and drank his vodka. ‘Loose a little, Bishop! You’ve done great! You’ve found the killer! At least that’s enough, and that bitch and the other guy bitch are now in prison,’ Francis laughed. ‘Well, I guess I should lose a little bit, though,’ he said. ‘Cheers?’ Elise asked. ‘Cheers.’
Miranda opened her phone. Marcus died, she typed. And then she got the reply immediately: He did great.
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AND THAT IS A WRAP OF THE FALLING STAR!
Ooohh that was so intense and I love it! My favorite so far! My favorite episode of RED! (even though I’ve only written 3 episodes K who cares?)
Episode 4 is going to me more intense!
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