Little Detective

Chapter 5: The Interrogation

"So your name is Sarah, right?" I asked as I took a seat across the table in the interrogation room from the sister and housemate of the dead girl. Jones already had his pen and paper out to take notes. Underneath his paper, he had the file with pictures so we could show them to her.

Sarah looked surprisingly a lot like her sister. The same tall, slender frame. The same blonde hair. They could be identical twins if not for the freckles decorating Sarah's cheeks. Jessica didn't have freckles, though she did have a mole under her left eye.

"Yes," she said, as she looked between Jones and I. Her posture was confident. She didn't seem nervous like most people are when they talk to police. That seemed a bit shady.

"And you and Jessica were living together in that mansion?" I asked. "By yourselves?"

"Yeah, our parents bought it for us when we started college here at the university," Sarah said. "We rented out some of the extra rooms to make some extra money for ourselves. After we both finished college we stayed here because we liked it. And our parents stayed in California."

I looked over to Jones who was writing down on his notepad all that Sarah was saying. He nodded at me to continue.

"Did Jessica have any enemies?" I asked Sarah. "Anyone who would want to hurt her?"

"No, God no," Sarah said. "Jessica was always the good child. She did everything by the book."

"So her going to clubs on the weekend is by the book?" I asked.

"What girl in their twenties doesn't?" Sarah wondered.

"Well me for starters," I said with a giggle. "I am twenty-four."

"Oh, sorry," Sarah muttered. She sighed and started again. "She went on the weekends because she doesn't - didn't work weekends. She wanted to meet a guy. Clubs are full of single guys, perfect to find someone looking for a girl."

"And what about you?" Jones asked for the first time. "Did you also go out partying?"

Sarah chuckled. "I was the one who always wanted to party. You know, you only live once. It took me twice as long to graduate compared to Jess."

"Did you do drugs? Drink?" Jones asked.

"A bit of both," Sarah nodded honestly. "I tried a bit of everything in college. But I only smoke weed now and drink. But not at the same time."

"So you have no idea how ecstasy got in your sister's system?" I asked.

"What?" Sarah gasped. Her posture changed almost automatically. It became defensive. She face turned to one of confusion and worry. "Ecstasy? Jess would never willing take any drug."

I looked over at Jones. I could tell that he noticed it as well. Jones pulled a picture of the Zhanshi member out of the file sitting on the table in front of him. He pushed it towards Sarah.

"Ever seen this man before?" Jones asked.

Sarah's jaw dropped and her eyebrows scrunched together. A flash of recognition crossed her face. Something was definitely off, that much was certain.

"I don't recognize him," Sarah shook her head. I noticed that she began taping her leg as she answered the question. "Who is he?"

"He was seen leaving the club, The Galaxy Illusion, with your sister," Jones said. "He was the last person to see your sister alive that we know of. We just need to speak with him."

"Do you think he killed her?" Sarah asked, tears started to appear in her eyes.

"We can't say," I said. "But what we do know from another source, that he's a gang member."