A Is For Answers We Need: Pretty Little Liars

Four

Ezria

I told Ezra everything...

Thanksgiving Day 12:30 AM

Mona knows who A is.

We are heading to her house now.

Mona

Ali is A.

She just has to be and I have evidence!

I hear my door open while looking into the mirror.

"Mom?" I ask. I turn around.

It's not my mom.

It's A...

With a knife.

I scream.

A grabs me before attempting to stab me.

I push it out of the way and run.

A is fast though.

When I get to the stairs. A grabs my shoulders and hurls me down the stairs.

It is all so painful. There is more.

A throws me against the edge of the wall-shelf in the living room.

I crawl out but A grabs my legs and pulls me back.

Blood lingers.

It hurts.

I get knocked out.

Third Person P.O.V

Reporters believe Mona was murdered.

Ezria

Seconds before Mona was murdered

We drive over to Mona's house when we see a bunch of ambulances and cop cars.

We all get out of my car and rush over to the scene.

"Hey, Hey, Hey. Miss this is a crime scene." A police officer tells me.

Oh, wait. It's Toby.

I am not used to seeing Toby in... a police officer uniform.

"Let me in, Toby. I was a police officer here in Rosewood for a year, a police officer for the U.K for 9 years. And currently a San Francisco police officer." I said. I pulled out all three of my badges.

"But your not a police officer of Rosewood, now. Is that right?" Toby says.

I did something I never thought I would do.

I pulled out my police officer taser.

"Let. Me in. Right. Now." I said in a stern, police officer voice demanding for answers.

Toby comes closer to my face with a discrediting look.

"You. Don't have the right to pull out a taser and threaten an officer of the law." Toby says, teeth gritted.

"Well guess who I. Am. An officer. Of. The law. Now, let me in, Cavanaugh." I say in the exact same way he responded to me.

He lets me in. I put away my taser.

There is a lot of blood.

I see a black hoodie lying on the ground.

...A...

I put on my white leather gloves for what I use in my crime scenes. I pick up the hoodie.

It is silk.

So A could be a girl.

But the hoodie is large and it looks like a mans size.

So A could be a man.

I get my plastic bags out of my large purse. I put the hoodie in the bag.

I search the whole house.

This house is layered of Evidence. Upon Evidence. Upon Evidence.

And what does that equal?

A shit ton of suspects.

A...

I'm going to look for you...

I will find you...

And I will avenge Mona... 

Game on A.