Cold-Blooded

Suspect #2/Normani Kordei

Ally's POV

I see Lauren carefully bring Normani into the interrogation room. She helps the dark-skinned woman sit down and exits the room.

"Hi Normani," I smile lightly.

"Hi, Ally. Hi Justin," Normani smiles shyly.

"Okay I know you're a loyal friend to both Camila and Lauren and you won't rat out Camila. But where we're you the day of the murder?" I asked.

"At the strip club," Normani answers.

"Did you find anyone off? Was Camila there?" I bombarded her with questions.

"No Camila wasn't there but I was..." Normani trails off.

"You were what?" I asked sitting up.

"I was with Dinah... Doing... Stuff," Normani trails off.

"Like what?" I ask. Normani raised her eyebrow at me and I sit back. "Oh." Normani nods and I tap my index finger on the table. "What about Austin?" I asked.

"Hell I don't know he wasn't there that night which was weird because Austin is usually at the club," Normani says.

"What does he usually do when he's not there?" I asked.

"I don't really know I just dance there I barely talk to him," Normani says.

I nod and bite my lower lip, processing everything she has said so far. "What about Dinah, was she acting weird?"

"If you call normal drinking weird than go ahead," Normani says and I smile.

"How about Camila? Do you know where she was the night of the murder?" I asked.

"Off doing her normal shit I don't need to explain it to you. Y'all seem to know everything around fucking Chicago," Normani says.

"We have records on them Normani but that's beside the point. What blood type are you Normani?" I asked.

"Look at my damn health record in Lauren's computer you'll see there," Normani says.

I nudge Justin to call Lauren over and he steps out of the room. Minutes later he comes back in with Lauren and a document.

"Here you go detective," Lauren sets the document down in front of me.

"I pick it up and read through Normani's health record. "No match," I put it down. I look at the green-eyed girl and she stared blankly at the floor. "Does a name Michael Bisping ring a bell for you Normani?" I ask the dark-skinned girl.

"Michael Bisping, Michael Bisping?" The Texan murmured to herself in thinking. "I only heard of him once and saw. Austin introduced him to me at the club maybe you can find something there," Normani says.

I stand up and smile. "We'll go there indeed," I said and exit the room with Justin.

Lauren's POV

I take a long drag of air as Ally and Justin leave. "Are you okay Laur?" I hear Normani ask me. "Just peachy," I said sarcastically.

"Can you take these off?" Normani directs towards the handcuffs.

I stand up, take off Normani's handcuffs, and throw those motherfuckers in frustration. I sit down again and groan, "I can't do this Normani."

"Do what Lauren?" She asks concerned.

"Camila hating me. I can't take it anymore," I hit the table with all my force.

"Then why don't you tell Ally and Justin if you can interrogate Camila," Normani suggests.

"They won't let me I'm just the fucking pick up and delivery girl in this shit, Ms. Fucking in charge my ass," I cover my face with my hands.

"Well show them that your emotions are put aside for this shit," Normani smiles, standing up and hugging me.

"Yeah, I guess so thanks Mani," I hug her back.

Normani rubs my back and pulls away. "Now all I'm asking for is for you to take me home," She laughs.

"When Ally calls you innocent other than that you'll be in a holding cell with Dinah don't do anything I wouldn't do," I laugh.

Normani shakes her head with a smile. I open the door to the interrogation room and lead her to the holding cells. Once I get to the one Dinah is in, I unlock it and Normani steps in. I was about to lock it back up but I hear Zayn's voice.

"Keep that shit open Lieutenant," He says.

I turn around to see him leading Liam Payne towards the cell. "Did you pat him down?" I asked.

"All clear," Zayn says and shoves Liam into the cell.

I lock the cell back up and hang the keys back around a belt loop. "Why did you bring him in?" I asked.

"I found out where he was staying. Ally told me to bring him in," Zayn explains as we walk to our offices. "Where is she?"

"Searching the strip club to find any information towards our victim," I explain sitting down on my office chair.

"What about Camila have you gone to pick her up?" Zayn sits down in front of me.

"Not until I'm given the order too, for now, we deal with Dinah and Liam," I pop a grape in my mouth.

"How did Normani do?" Zayn asks.

"Innocent," I rock back and forth in my chair, "I can't let her go until Ally and Justin tell me to."

"For being in charge of the case you seem to be getting bossed around too much," Zayn frowns.

"Ally and Justin say I'm too emotionally involved but when they get back I'm telling them that I'll be in charge of the next coming interrogations and you're helping me," I point at the English boy.

"You got it, Boss." Zayn first bumps me and smiles.

"Go, team," I woot and he laughs.