rosaleen channing ↠ applyfic [ongoing]

↠twenty-three

we don't quite get to meet Adrian Channing in this chapter ((next chapter, maybe?? if not that one then definitely the one after that)) but to introduce you all to him a bit...

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The Evening Patriot, article #167
Saturday, April 7

The Channing family has continued their vow of silence on the case of their younger child, Rosaleen, having been found dead a month previously. Both parents and the elder child, Adrian, have refused to speak even with the police.

Police have been forced to turn to Rosaleen's best friend at school, Samantha Bennett, for answers. Samantha was brought in for questioning on the evening of March 26th, and provided the police with many vital details to solving the case.

"Rosaleen might not have gotten along with everyone," Samantha says. "But I can't imagine anyone ever wanting to kill her..."

In other news, police have determined through investigation what most likely occurred during the night of Rosaleen's murder. They say that Rosaleen arrived at the cabin sometime into the night, and was chased up the stairs by her pursuer. She was chased onto the second story balcony, and was trapped there. 

It is believed that very minimal struggle occurred, but the kill ended with the balcony's railing snapping and Rosaleen falling to the ground.

Police have been unable to piece together the reason for Rosaleen being at the cabin to begin with.

Thirdly, an official autopsy report has been released. Rosaleen is stated to have suffered 7 stabs to the chest and abdomen region, but the report states that Rosaleen's death was caused by a broken neck when she hit the ground, after falling off of the balcony.

Police have no solid leads. During her questioning, Samantha explained that most people didn't like Rosaleen very well, but that she couldn't name anyone who hated Rosaleen specifically.

The townspeople have resorted to calling Rosaleen Channing "the murder with a million suspects".

Lucia slammed the newspaper article down onto the table in the library. Everyone huddled around, trying to read.

"Sam, you never told us you went in for questioning...?" Lance said, slowly turning to face her.

Sam blinked, "Oh... Well, it was really uncomfortable. They kept telling me that I wasn't a suspect, I wasn't under arrest, I wasn't being interrogated, over and over again. The police just kept saying that I could leave at any time and that I could refuse to answer any question that they asked."

Sam hesitated, "They actually asked about you, Lance. I didn't know what to say. I told them that you two were always really affectionate and you always got along very well, but..."