SCANDAL

Prologue

"Oops. Didn't mean to do that...my finger slipped.." Darek says with an evil grin on his smug little face. "No! You said you would let him go if i did what you wanted! You sick bastard!!" I yell as im trying to free myself from the rope restraining me. Darek just shot my boyfriend. He killed Joseph. Darek laughs to himself as he loads the gun once more. Just one bullet. "But you're not doing as i said, love." He says with a grin. "This gun, has 16 bullet holes. 15 of them, dont contain a bullet. That means, im giving you 15 chances to answer my question I'm about to ask. There's only one correct answer. If you get it wrong....well.....you'll see." Darek explains as he walks up to me. I jump as the gun clicks shut. Darek slowly walks up to me and points the gun directly at my forehead. "Okay love....my question for you is..." before Darek can ask the question there's a knock on the door. "Police! Open up now!" someone says from the other side. Darek walks to the door and looks out the peephole. "YOU CALLED THE FUCKING COPS?!?!" He whispers loudly. "Stupid ass....how can i call the cops if my hands are tied behind my back and my cell phone is on the couch with no charge." i whisper back. Darek opens the door and is knocked down by an officer and he is handcuffed. 3 more cops come in and secure the rest of the area. "One victim dead......the other, restrained with rope" One comes over to me and unties my hands and walks me out of the house. I had to have been sitting out there for about 15 minutes until Darek comes out. The police take him to a car and he looks at me before he gets shoved into the back seat by his head. Darek moves to the window where he has a perfect view of me. He has tears in his eyes and he looks scared. I feel somewhat bad for him....but he killed my boyfriend. So i shouldn't feel bad. "Ma'am. We are going to take you to the station for questioning okay?" the detective says to me pulling me out of my thoughts. "Okay."
We get to the station and i get lead to an interrogation room. I sit there and a female cop comes in and hands me a blanket. "My name is Officer Martinez. I will be asking you questions about the situation you were just in. I need you to answer them whole- heartedly and honestly. Anything you can remember....tell me okay?" Officer Martinez says as she grabs a piece of paper. "I remember everything. You're going to need more than just one piece of paper." i say to her. She smiles reassuringly and grabs the notebook off of the table.