Off The Ice

Chapter 58

"Are you okay?" I ask on our way to the police station. He hasn't said a word since he got the phone call and I'm a little worrid about him. Okay, I'm a lot worried about him. 

He continues with his no-speaking streak and just nods. I decide to leave it and let it be quiet in the car the rest of the way to the station. I park and we walk inside. Halfway through the parking lot I grab his hand and squeeze it. He gives me a light squeeze back, so faint I don't think I was supposed to feel it, as I open the door for us. 

We walk up to the counter of the station and I grab the guy's attention. "Hi. I'm Sutton Caverly, this is Harry Styles. We spoke with Chief Pullman on the phone and he said that he had some questions for us." 

Just as the guy opens his mouth to speak a different voice fills the area. "Miss Caverly." I snap my head to the direction of the voice and find a burly man, probably in his fifties with a thick, greying mustache walking towards us. "I'm Chief Pullman, thank you for coming. If you could follow me, please."  I nod and follow him down a series of different hallways. He leads us to a room in the very back and stops outside the door. "We have three FBI officers in there. We can only speak to one of you at a time. Miss Caverly, would you mind going first?" he asks me. I shake my head and he nods, opening the door for me.

"I'll be right out okay?" I say to Harry. He continues staring at the floor and I just grab him and kiss him once before going into the room. 

"Hello Miss. Caverly," one of them says. 

"Sutton," I correct.

"Sutton, I'm Detective Milsap. This is Detective Parks and Detective Rawls," the same man says, gesturing to the other two men in the room besides Chief Pullman. "Have a seat," he says. I do as he says and Milsap sits on the table next to me. "We're going to record  you if that's alright."

"I'm sorry, I'm a little confused. I mean I know we were involved in a bombing but I didn't think this was a federal issue."

"Sutton are you aware of Jacob Matthews' history? Criminally?" 

"No."

"What do you know about Mr. Matthews?" 

"All I know is that he was my boyfriend's roommate when he was in a mental institution. I know that he is a psychopath but other than that I don't know much."

"Do you know why he would try and bomb an entire building?"

"I'm sorry but no. I don't know much about the incident. I just came to the building trying to get to my boyfriend." 

"And your boyfriend is Harry Styles, correct?"

"Yes." 

"Alright, thank you. You may go," Milsap says. I nod and stand. "If you think of anything else, give us a call," he says, handing me a card. I nod again and leave the room. 

"Mr. Styles," Chief Pullman says after me. "Please come in." 

~~~Harry's POV~~~

Sutton squeezes my hand as we pass each other so I can enter the room full of detectives. I'm not familiar with any of them but I sure as hell am familiar with Pullman. He's the officer that dealt with me when I got arrested for pummeling Hastings' ass. 

"Take a seat Mr. Styles." 

"It's Harry." 

"Harry we're going to record you, is that alright?" the detective sitting on the metal table says. 

"Okay?" I just want to get the fuck out of here. I don't want to spend another day longer in this shithole than I have to. 

"We understand that Mr. Matthews was your roommate at Ashmore Estates ten miles outside of Charleston."