We had just arrived at the police station, detective robles took me into the questioning room.
"why are we here, shouldn't we be in your office" I said as I stood
"criminals don't enter my office " he said as he takes his sit
"sit! " he said to me
I took a sit, I was so confused from his previous statement.
"excuse me, what do you mean by criminals don't enter your office?"
"well you understand, miss I think it's high time you tell me what you know "
"what I know " I pondered " I told you all I knew, besides I don't even know much. What did my mom tell you?? "
"The truth"
"and what was that? "
"why do you want to know, do you want to kill her too, i'm sure your only intention in marrying your soon to be husband is for his wealth, but at the same time you're here today just to make us think you care about the case"
"sir you're mistaken, I'm only getting married to chuck because of my mom she asked me to"
"so if you don't want to marry someone then why would you allow anyone persuade you, or did the money get into your head"
"can you stop this!!, money is not the issue here, my marriage to chuck has nothing to do with this"
"you're right, anyways let's continue from where we stopped. Allie if there's something you're not telling me say it and let all this end" he pauses for a minute
"okay if you confess right now, your sentence will be reduced"
"I can't confess to what I didn't do"
"Gosh... Why are you making this even more difficult?"
"you're a detective, your job is to find out the truth, and you're not doing that, stop what you're doing you are only wasting your time"
"Oh!, so you're admitting you have a hand but you don't want to confess"
"there's nothing to confess to, can I go now?? "
"Well you can't, you've been coming in and out of this police station, but this time you're going to sleep here"
He gets up from his chair and brings out an handcuff.
"please stand up" he demanded
"why?? " I questioned him
"you're under arrest for the murder of Brenda and joel"
"are you for real, like I'm so confused right now, what is this all about, is this a charade or something"
"please stand up, I don't want to do this forcefully"
"you can't arrest me, you don't have any right, I need my lawyer "
"okay, you can get your lawyer, but first stand up"
"no i'm not getting up, I'm not getting into any smelly ass jail!!"
"Miss Scott respect yourself"
"you're the one who needs to respect himself, until i get in touch with my lawyer i'm not leaving here"
"okay, you can make a call to your lawyer"
"Thank you!" I hissed.
Later on that day, my lawyer arrived and got me released after a long conversation with detective robles.
****
When I arrived home I met chuck's Range Rover packed at my driveway.
The front door seemed to be locked from the inside, I rang the doorbell several times but no one seemed to respond.
I could see lights reflect from inside of the house I could hear sounds from inside the house, it sounded like someone was in an argument I started panicking the moment I realized chuck could be in a serious argument with my mom.
I banged the door harder but there was no response, I yelled out to my mom hoping the door would open.
"MOM!!!" I screamed at the top of my voice
After several minutes of yelling, the front door opened slowly, when it finally opened I saw chuck, he put on an appealing smile welcoming me into the house.
"come in" he said with a smirk on his right cheek.
I slowly entered into my house I felt really nervous, I knew he was going to be upset, anyone in his position would be.
After I walked into the house, he locks the door back and puts the key in his pocket.
"follow me" he said as he leads me to the kitchen.
"where's my mom, I heard you two arguing? " I asked him
He kept on walking without giving any response to my question, we both got to the kitchen.
When I arrived there I saw my mom sitting on the floor with her legs and mouth tied and both hands tied to the back.
"what is this?" I said as my voice lowered to a whisper.
"Nothing, just our wedding gift from me" he pulls out a gun from his back pocket
"follow me" he said pointing the gun at my forehead, as he pulls me by the left arm
"to where? " I stuttered as I squirmed
"follow me!!, don't question me woman" he sneered.
He looses his grip off my arm as he pulls me by the hair, making a getaway with me, through the back door.
"chuck I'm sorry, I know you're angry, where are you taking me to" I cried silently
"shut up "
We finally arrived at the backyard, when he paused for a second, he removes his hand from my hair then holds me by the arm.
He pulls me close to his chest, I sobbed as I pleaded silently, he placed the mouth of the gun on the back of my head, then he used the gun to smash my head from behind.
I could feel a very sharp pain from behind, it hurt so badly before I could place my other hand which he had not held on my head, I receive a second blow from behind.
My vision became really blurry, I slowly fell to the ground after some few seconds my eyes started shutting slowly, then I fell unconscious.
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Close Enemy
Mystery / ThrillerAllie is twenty-five year old journalist, she lived a life of deceit without knowing her true identity, she only served as a bait to the one person she ever trusted which was her mother. All her life she always pleased her mother until she made one...
