Dru
I had been sitting in this interrogation room for hours to the point I was so aggravated and beyond ready to go. These Two detectives were in the room with me with one sitting across from me staring me down like I had stolen something from him, I mugged him before rolling my eyes. These bitches ain't have shit no evidence, no nothing so I knew we were good.
"Are you gonna talk now Ms. Anderson"? the one sitting across from me asked.
"Nope," I said bluntly as I sat back in the chair and crossed my arms.
"You can make this so easy if you help us, we can help you" the other one said standing across from me with his arms folding across his chest.
"Lawyer, "I said low.
"Tell us".
"Lawyer," I said.
The one sitting across from me was getting frustrated as he wiped the sweat from his forehead "He went missing days ago and we have a tip that you might know where he's at or what happened to him". "Lawyer" by now I was yelling.
He banged down on the table before getting up walking out the room fed up with my games which made me laugh at him. The other walked over to me as I looked up at him with disgust. "If you cooperate with us you could be out of here soon we already got ya friend and it's no telling what she's saying in the next room but I bet she don't got ya back she's probably talking".
"I doubt it... ain't shit to tell cause I don't know what the fuck you talk about" I said smartly before rolling my eyes already knowing who he was talking about.
"We know y'all didn't do anything but someone did and the evidence points at ya people's and you".
"If you not getting me my lawyer don't say shit else to me" I said.
He chuckled "You're real cute... let's go see what ya friend is saying" he said heading out the room.I smiled because I knew these pigs had no evidence at all and if they did it wouldn't trace back to us. I could care less about why we were here, one thing Jerry always told us was to never shake up and let them ops know they got y'all. It was safe to say we did just that.... never shook up.
Ashya
These bitches though they had me, I knew otherwise... I leaned back as they continued to question me.
"Where's Jason young"? The detective asked.
I looked up at them with a dumb expression on my face " I don't know who the fuck y'all talking bout" I said.
"Jason young he went missing a few days ago and we got evidence that you and ya people's had something to do with his disappearance".
"You don't have no fucking evidence on shit cause I don't even know what you talking bout".
The detective sitting across from me pulled up a folder and slammed a picture of my sister dead corpse I instantly got mad...
"Get that shit out my face" I barked at him.
"He may be the murderer of ya sister which puts you a suspect of his disappearance".
"I don't know what you talking about now if you don't get that fucking picture out my face I'ma snap in this bitch" she said threaten as her eyes turn cold.
The detective inhaled putting the picture back in the folder and closing in as he folded his hands on it staring at Ashya trying to read her actions, but he really couldn't "Why are you suddenly so upset Ms. Johnson"?
I lowered my eyes at him "Let me pull out a photo of ya dead sibling and ask you that question" I said in a low voice.
The detective took a deep breath and leaned back in the chair "Do you know where Jason is"?
"Ask me again and I'ma tell you the same thing... I don't know no fucking Jason not did I know he murdered my sister instead of questioning me you need to put there looking for him so you can question him like you doing me".
"We got ya friend" one said standing behind me I glanced back at him before meeting eyes back with the one sitting in front of me.
"And...you Don't got shit on us" I said not caring what they were saying.
"How do you know she didn't say anything and we just tryna confirm it".
"Ain't shit to say.... y'all got the wrong ones nor is it nothing to confirm".
"Are you gonna tell us what we wanna know"?
"Lawyer" I said.
"Ms. Johnson if you-"
"Lawyer" I said cutting him off.
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