Amy arrived to the police station nervous.
What if something goes wrong and they accuse me? She thought.
Amy went to the front desk to see a blue haired man working in a computer. He was in his early 20's Amy thought.
"Um... G-Good e-evening...." She said nervous.
The blue haired man looked up to his computer and smiled.
"Hello. I am Officer Nestor and welcome to the Los Angeles Police Station. In what can I help you?" Said the man.
"Well, I was wondering if you know who killed Zachary Robert?" She half-lied. She was supposed to have a meeting with Officer Smith or something, but she was so nervous, she didn't want to.
Officer Nestor frowned. "Sorry, but it's in progress now..." He then realized..."Hey aren't you Amy Nelson?"
Amy panicked. "N-no! I am.... uh... I am..." She then remembered a name. "I am Mary Thompson"
"Hm, who are you exactly. Because you aren't Officer Mary Thompson. She is-" Officer Nestor was interrupted by a female voice.
"You called me Ethan?" It was Officer Mary Thompson.
"No, sorry. But hey, aren't you gonna be with your baby girl?"
"We'll talk later. Looks like you are busy" Said Officer Thompson referring to Amy.
"Yeah, talk to you in lunch. Bye"
"Bye"
Officer Thompson leaved, and Officer Nestor looked back to his work: finding who the hell was this miss.
Looks like he was wrong, because when he was about to ask the miss for the third time who the hell was her, she wasn't there.
Ethan quickly jumped out of his chair and stood up looking around. He spotted the miss leaving the station.
"Hey! Stop there!" Screamed Ethan as he ran.
Amy noticed because she ran. Ethan took out his walkie-talkie.
"I need Officer Morrison and Officer Smith! Fast! We got a code purple! I repeat, I need Officer Morrison and Officer Smith! We got a code purple! Officer Nestor out!"
Ten seconds later, Officers Morrison and Smith burst through the doors and ran behind Officer Nestor.
"What happened?" Asked Officer Morrison.
"This lady went to the front desk and asked me about the murder case. When I then asked her if she was Amy Nelson, she said she was named Mary Thompson; I didn't belive her. Then when I was about to ask her who really is her, she ran out"
Officer Morrison nodded as he ran.
"Miss, please stop running from us! We won't hurt you!" He screamed trying to make her change her mind.
Amy continue to run. She had a friend that lived near the station, so she ran to the house.
"Kathryn! Open up please!" Amy screamed as she knocked the door again and again. Kathryn never opened the door.
Amy, panicked, decided to go to Izzy's house. Izzy was Amy's bestfriend since middle school. Amy ran all around town. She avoided the police officers.
Amy finally arrived. She knocked on Izzy's house.
"Izzy! It's me, Amy! Can you let in?!"
The door opened and revealed Izzy. She smiled when she saw Amy and let her in.
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Who Could Have Known?
Misterio / SuspensoDear Mark Fischbach, I cordially invite you to my upcoming 30th birthday and the reopening of the Tudor Mansion. Cordially, Mr. Zachary Robert