Chapter 46

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Today I am finally talking to Christian Williams about Quinn's death. I know for sure that he knows something.

I was on math class getting bored with myself. I looked at the teacher that was explaining some stuff. I do good on math, but it is not my thing.

"Phillip?" Asked the teacher. I looked at Jeff who was looking at me. Then I looked at the teacher. "You know the answer?"

"I don't know..."

"Try, what do you think what's the answer?"

"58?" I said randomly.

"Jeff?"

"149." He said to the teacher. The teacher looked at Jeff with a smile.

"That's correct Jeff." He said smiling. "You are the best one in this class Jeff."

"Well, thank you." He said as he smiled at the teacher.

"So back to the subject..." the teacher went on. I looked at Jeff once again. He looked at me.

"What Phillip?"

"How do you know the answer?"

"It is easy, I did it mentally."

"I'm sorry mathematician for not understanding."

"You use the formula to do this."

"Oh, now I get it." I Said sarcastically.

"You do?" He smiled at me.

"Of course I don't!"

"Next time Phillip, focus on school." He looked at the board once again.

The bell rang. I got up from my seat and went to my locker.

"Today is the day." Said Jacob.

"What do you mean, today is the day?"

"Today you are talking to Christian." I looked at him. He was looking at me seriously. "Remember, Christian is a dangerous guy, he do bad things."

"Oh, trust me Jacob, I know that." I closed my locker and went to my car. Jacob was following me.

"Be careful about what you say Phillip."

"Why?" I Asked.

"He can do stuff to you. We don't want anyone hurt right?"

"Right."

"Also, try to search something."

"Search what?" I stopped walking and looked at him.

"Search for evidence. Like a knife, or a gun."

"Knife, gun... got it."

"Please, tell me how did it go." Said Jacob.

"I will, trust me." I smiled at Jacob and got into my car. I started the car and drove to Christian's mansion.

I rang the doorbell of the mansion. Christian's butler opened the door.

"What do you want kid?"

"I am here to see Christian Williams."

"You can come in. Wait for him on the living room." I entered to the mansion, once again I was impressed by it. I guided myself to the living room and sat down on a white leather couch.

I looked at the view of the beach from where I was sitting. Christian haves an amazing home. I can't believe he is able to buy all this things.

"Phillip?" Said Christian as he walked over to the living room. I got up from the couch.

"Hey Christian." I Said to him.

"What are you doing here?"

"I just want to talk about something."

"I think I can talk." Christian sat down on his black leather chair and served himself a drink. "So, What do you want to talk about?"

"The night when Quinn died." I said. "Where were you that night?"

"Do you want me to tell you about that night?"

"You can tell me about that day. What were you doing that day."

"Well, I got a business call, so I went to Santa Monica."

"You're doing something there?"

"A new hotel. Well, so I went to Santa Monica and I stayed there all day long."

"What about night?"

"At 10:00 pm I was already on Malibu. But I went home and saw my family."

"They came by surprise?"

"We can say that they came by surprise."

"Was Patrick there?"

"Yes. How do you know Patrick?"

"He is my basketball coach." I Admitted.

"Okay... I was all night with my family."

"You saw Quinn that night?"

"I got to admit that I saw her that night. She was walking out of a pharmacy and she was crying."

"Crying huh?"

"Crying." He said to me.

"You know why she was crying?"

"No. I guess she had a bad day, that's all."

"Is it true that when she was sad you bought her a ticket to Rome?"

"That happened once, but yes, I did. She was sad about this Jacob guy that broke up with her. So I asked her what she wanted, she said that she wanted to be in Rome. So I sent her to Rome."

"You have a private airplane?" I Asked out of nowhere.

"No. Why do you ask?"

"It doesn't matter," I changed the subject, "Quinn was close to you right?"

"Yes."

"And when you saw her out of the pharmacy crying, what did you do?"

"I thought that she was somebody else. Quinn always cries in her room, not on other places. So I thought that she was somebody else."

"Why do you think that she was Quinn?"

"Because, I can remember now. She was Quinn." He said taking a drink from his whiskey.

"So, you are telling me that you saw Quinn that day and didn't do anything?"

"Yes."

"Okay then, I guess that's it."

"Thank you Phillip." He said getting up from his seat. I got up from the couch and shakes Christian's hand. "Always a pleasure." He Said.

"Thank you."

I left the mansion and got into my car. I took my notebook and wrote down everything that Christian told me. He was on Santa Monica all day long, but he saw Quinn leaving the pharmacy when she did the pregnancy test. Then he left and went to his mansion once again and had a family dinner. I am so confused right now. Was Christian lying? Was he telling me the truth? I don't know yet. I looked at my phone, I have one missed call from Jacob. I saw my text messages. Jacob texted me: "what did he say? Does he have a gun?" That was when I got out of the car and went back to the mansion.

I entered to the mansion by the opened window from the living room. I looked at the living room. A lot of things can be here. I saw a black box on Christian's chair. I opened the box, it had nothing in there. I searched on the leather chair and got something. I took out that thing. A knife with blood was on his chair. I hid it on my sweatshirt. I went back to my car and took the knife with me.

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