A Smooth Criminal (Glee)

Mr. Finn Hudson

After about an hour, Sam and Blaine arrived at the High School, in the hope that they would find Finn Hudson there. Yes, they had to walk there, who has the money to buy a car these days? After solving this case, they would hopefully get a police car for themselves. Thankfully, they actually did find Mr.Hudson in the choir room.

"Finn Hudson?" Blaine was the one to start talking, Sam and him had decided that it was probably better this way. Sam had the talent to just weird people out. They wanted to be taken seriously, especially because they were talking to a potential killer.

"Yes, that's me." Finn seemed nice enough.

"How can I help you? Do you want to sign your child up for glee club?"

Blaine quickly shook his head while Sams jaw just dropped.

"No, no, no. We're... we're not dating."

Sam was still shook.

"How old do you think we are?"

Blaine looked at his friend with a look that said it all. What the fuck are you doing?

"Not helping Sam."

"Sorry."

Blaine just ignored this situation and continued with his introduction.

"Anyway. I am detective Blaine Anderson and this is my assistant-"

Blaine got interrupted by a fake cough. He rolled his eyes.

"I'm sorry. This is my partner, Sam Evans."

Sam smiled and nodded in agreement.

"We would like to ask you some questions about Sebastian Smythe."

Finn's smile faded immediately.

"Alight fine. But I can only tell you what I told the other officers. I did not kill Sebastian Smythe."

He seemed annoyed, who knows how many officers he had already talked to.

"Well I'm sorry but he was killed and we need to find out who did it. You're one of the suspects. We have to question you. Even if you didn't do it, maybe you have useful information that will lead us to the killer."

"I get it. You're just doing your job. I have a little daughter, I don't want a killer running free in Lima. I'll help if I can. Can we just make it quick? I would love to go home."

"We'll try. It's all about your cooperation Mr.Hudson. What did you do in the night Sebastian Smythe was killed?"

"I answered that question about a million times. Do you people even read the files? I was with my best friend Noah Puckerman."

"Well he's one of the suspects too, maybe you did it together!"

Again, Blaine looked up to Sam and shook his head.

"Not helping Sam. What did you do Mr.Hudson?"

"We were playing video games all night."

"Which games? Maybe shooting games?" Apparently Sam did not understand what it meant to shut up, but the question wasn't that bad.

"We started with Mario Kart and ended with a horror game, we were too scared to continue afterwards. So we went to bed. We're not 16 anymore."

Before Sam could say anything more, Blaine started talking.

"Where did you play those games Mr.Hudson?"

"At my place, my wife and my daughter were in New York at that time so I invited my friend over to our place."

"When did you go to bed?"

"I don't remember exactly but it was after midnight."

"And Mr:Puckerman, was he with you the whole time."

"Yes, he was."

"How do you know?" Sam was actually the one to ask that question, at first, Blaine wanted to roll his eyes again but the question was not that bad.

"What do you mean? I know what I saw. I'm not that old."

"That's not what Sam meant. How do you know that he was with you when you were sleeping?"

Finn seemed surprised by that question but he also realized that he didn't have an answer.

Blaine looked at Sam, proud and happy.

"I think that's it for now Mr.Hudson. Thank you for your cooperation."

Then he turned to Sam.

"I think I know who to visit next."

Sam and Blaine said goodbye to Finn and left the building.

Finn, on the other hand, quickly pulled out his phone and called someone.

"Dude. I'm sorry. They are coming for you. They know I lied about the night Sebastian Smythe died."