The beginning of the end• Crenny story• South park~(completed)

Chapter 4.5

Back at the scene of the crime, a old little lady walked inside with many bags. She most likely came back from a trip.

"Hello! Matthew?" She called. A few seconds later, blood curdling screams erupted from the house. She called the police shortly after. When the police arrived, they called the detectives and a clean-up crew to investigate. The two police detectives called were Eleanor and Rose. Eleanor was a tall, African american with wide curly hair, and the other lady was a caucasian lady with long blonde hair. 

Eleanor examined the stab wound while Rose read off the information about him.

"Matthew Williams.Late forties. College professor. He was found by his mother. Late seventies. Poor thing."

While they talked, the mother was downstairs, burning the pictures that were beside him.

Eleanor was gathering information about the estimated time of death while Rose waited downstairs. One of the investigators walked up to her, showing an empty box of pizza he had found in the trash.

"Eleanor! Can we get in contact with Pizza hut's employees?"

Later that day, they had planned a meet-up with the lady who had served the two boys pizza that night.

"Can you describe the people who you delivered to that night?" Rose asked.

The girl was twirling her hair while she talked.

"Of course. It was these two cute boys, about my age. 17. They were both caucasian. One of them had silky black hair and yellow eyes, while the other had matted dirty blonde hair with teal eyes."

"Can you describe what they were wearing?"

"Sure, um. The black haired boy had a white t-shirt and jeans, and the other had this weird coat on."

"Weird like how?"

"Weird like big. It was orange and dirty. It looked pretty torn, and a bit faded from use. It also had brown fur on the hood."

"Like a parka?"

"Yeah."

"When did you make the delivery?"

"Around 6 PM."

"Did you happen to get their names?"

"I got the name of one of them. The black haired one. It was ,um. What was it? Oh yeah, um Craig Tucker I think."

"Is that all?"

"No, one more thing. They were gay together. When I gave them the pizza, the blonde jumped on Craig and kissed him ugh."

"Okay, thank you. Do you know who's house that was?"

"No why?"

"Last night, the man who lived there was murdered. Either they did it, or they saw who did."

"Well thank you for your time, but I'd better be going."

"Ok, take care."

As the girl left, she smirked and said under her breath, "This is what those faggots get for not paying extra!"

Later, the police were going over the information and seeing if it all lined up.

"Her alibi checks out. Matthew died between 9 and 10 PM, and the twats were in there at the time."

"Okay, file up any sightings or and crimes done in the area involving two teenage boys. Give them descriptions of the boys and use the names "Craig Tucker" and "Unknown partner" into missing persons. We need to find them."