She stood abruptly, "I've had enough."
"Cute, you're getting mad," the male detective commented.
"Excuse me, it's not cute and yeah I'm mad, you're accusing me of a crime I didn't commit!" She snapped.
"You killed the professor that accused you of blackmail, we have you on tape, it will be easier on you to go ahead and confess.'"
"Look, I don't have a clue what you're talking about, I'm not even in college, I'm a secretary for a publishing company, what motive would I possibly have to murder a man I've never met, at a school I don't even go to?"
The other detective in the room stepped in to help the man struggling to hold back the urge to choke the suspect in custody, "Hey look, we're not trying to force you to incriminate yourself, we just want to know, understand why you chose to kill the professor."
"That's debatable, but like I told Officer Dimwit there, I didn't kill that man, I wasn't even in the city that night, I was a couple of towns over, spending time with a friend in the service," she retorted, sitting back and crossing her arms across her chest, "maybe I have an evil twin."
"Cut the crap," the first detective said, "we know it was you, besides we ran your records, you're an only child and-"
Another detective came in the room cutting the enraged detective off, "Detectives, we've had another murder, and this woman was caught on camera again committing the crime."
"How can that be?" The second detective questioned, "She's been with us the whole time."
The detectives looked over to the girl, who had a smug look on her face, "Maybe she wasn't off on the evil twin thing."
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Short Drabbles//Short Stories
Short StoryA collection of short drabbles and stories I've written as a way to help with (forcing myself to do it) writing. PLUS, any fan-fiction stories I've written that I've posted on my tumblr: fandomimaginesandstories.tumblr.com