Interogation

Hayley sat on the metal desk, her hands trembling as she tried to ignore the overwhelming urge to vomit over the smug bastard that sat in front of her.

"Why did you kill them?
"I didn't."
"Don't lie to us. Hayley. You are the only thing connected to them all."
"Lily? Ellie? Carrie?"
"I doubt it somehow. I mean, why should they want to do it?"
"Why would I want to do it?"
"You knew about Ophelia."

Hayley smiled at the change of conversation. So this was how the officer was going to play,

"A lot of people do."
"True. But we're not looking at a lot of other people."
"Oh. I feel special."
"Don't mess with us, Hayley."
"Don't accuse me of Murder then!"

Her hands had slammed down on the table, her eyes narrowing with hatred towards the officers.

"We want to know the truth!"
"Well go look for it then!"

***

The blonde walked home, her arms wrapping around her chest to protect her from the cold. A car screeched to a halt next to her and she jumped. A man ran out and took hold of her. "Surprise..."