The Chicago Files

P8

Antonio sat next to Hailey this time putting the pictures on the tables again waiting for Brooks to speak first. When Brooks continued silence Antonio continued. "Brooks, we already caught you in a lie so why don't you help yourself," Antonio took out a picture of Micheal sliding it forward for Brooks.

"I don't know that man," Brooks said all too quickly.

"Woah Freddy at least let us introduce him first," He licked his lips, tapping on the photo. "This is Liam Leston but he's being called Micheal Dudley now," Brooks wasn't expecting the cops to link both of them together, he also wasn't expecting to be drilled this hard.

"I want a lawyer," Brooks stuttered. Jay had come back shaking his head.

"His house is spotless, I looked at his financials he had no money to buy another property," Jay told him. Hank went inside the room, glancing at the officers before looking at Brooks.

"I can get you a lawyer but if I do then I can't help you anymore Freddy," Hank told him. Hank showed him the photo of Tabatha. "Come on Brooks I know you loved her and Micheal killed her," Brooks shook his head.

"No that's not what happened,"

"then you killed her in cold blood just like how you killed the three girls and you'll be charged for every one of those crimes," Hank pressured. Hank showed him pictures of the bloody bodies.

"I didn't kill them!" He pleaded.

"If you did then he did," Hank pointed to Micheal. "and you're protecting him, you'll still be charged for them. Antonio stood up holding Hank back.

"Micheal saved me, he was only protecting me," He muttered.

"was he protecting you when he convinced you to report your van stolen, or was he protecting you when he made you help him kill those girls the wat he killed Tabatha," Antonio made eye contact with Hailey before leaving the room. Leaving only Hank and Brooks.

"Micheal didn't kill Tabitha"

"Then who did Freddy, were both running out of time," Brooks tears stopped as Hank continued. "tell me where she is,"

Brooks glanced over to Hank. "I did." Marcus started fiddling with his fingers. "She got me so angry" Brooks started remembering what happened that night,"

"She was pregnant and she wanted to run away together," Brooks thought about that night. They were at his house, Tabatha came over, surprising Freddy.

"you didn't want a kid," he asked him.

"I always wanted kids, but I'm infertile, but she didn't know that," he snickered. "she cheated on me and lied to my face." Hank noticed it, the shift in personality with every word Brooks said. "I grabbed the knife that was on the table and stabbed her."

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"I heard the yelling, so I went inside and saw Freddy standing over her bleeding body," Dudley stood by the edge of the room, looking at his table. "She stared at me, hoping I would save her, but she didn't deserve that," Dudley checked his watch, expecting for Brooks to come back by now.

"I told him to get out of there, that I would handle it," Dudley laughed, remembering her face. "She begged for me to save her, but I just sliced her throat," Your face turned pale, and the room swayed. Dudley was the epitome of evil.

"She was pregnant with your child wasn't she?" His silence, confirming your theory. "You didn't care about Freddy, you gave yourself an alibi by protecting him,"

"Brooks better get here soon or he'll miss the best part," Dudley grabbed your head, pulling you back. "I would hate having to clean up the mess myself," Your throat became dry, as you realized time is almost out.

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"I killed her, Michael had nothing to do with it," Hank grew frustrated with the loyalty Freddy had on Micheal.

"You're willing to go to jail for this man?" Hank showed him the pictures of Tabatha's body. "That stab wound wasn't lethal, she would have lived, Micheal killed her, when he sliced her throat." Brooks denied it.

"no, Micheal said she was already dead, he just made it into a robbery," He bit his lip, "you think I don't know what you're doing, you're trying to get me to turn on him," he yelled.

"I'm trying to get you to realize, Micheal does not give a shit about you, he killed Tabatha, because she was pregnant with his baby, he used you," Hank told him.

That's why he changed his name, that's why he uses your van to kidnap the girls and dump the bodies. That's why he made you dump the second body so that he had an alibi," Hank tried to get through to him. Brooks's leg started bouncing, as he realized he was being used.

"I'll never tell you," Brooks told him. Hank pushed the chair away, pressing Brooks's face into the table.

"I'm going to find out, where she is even if I have to make some uncertain calls," Hank whispered.

Jay came running in, holding a piece of paper. "We have the warrant," He slammed the paper in front of Brooks. "Freddy Brooks we have a warrant to search any and all properties," Jay left running out, Hank trailing behind.

"Its too late, she's probably dead," Brooks smirked as he looked at the table.

"I'm gonna make sure that you spend the rest of your life in prison," Hank left, following the team to his home.