" Ah so.... let's keep this simple ... On the night of 11 August , the police arrested you as a suspect of murder for the crime of brutally murdering Miss Clary Collins ." started the guy named Sebastian. " But after the police investigation it was found that your finger prints are on top of the dagger that killed the victim . Also there are choking signs around the victims neck . Which means maybe you first tried to kill her through choking her , but as you were unsuccessful you continued with a dagger , right Miss Collins ? " He cocked an eyebrow towards me and questioned in the most ' detective's way ' . I didn't response and kept my head low .
" Oh .. so you chose to not answer .. then good.. I'll continue." A hint of irritation visible in his tone . And he continued
" As we know you are the elder sister of the victim, right ? yes, and according to the neighbors they had heard you two to argue a lot of times , even sometimes they heard things breaking in your apartment, Which makes things clear that you didn't have a pleasant relationship with your sister . Now you need to tell us why did you kill her ." He leaned forward as he finished his sentence. I pulled my head up and looked straight into his eyes and said just these words . "I haven't killed her ." For a second , just a second I thought something shift in the detective's eyes. But I dismissed the thought right away.
For a whole 2 or 3 hrs - I don't know the time cause there wasn't any clock or anything- they questioned me in many ways, with many tactics , trying to make me accept that I killed my sister. But . I was sticking to my point . All I do was just repeat " I haven't killed her ".
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING ?!" at last Sebastian lost it .
"WASTING OUR TIME AND REPEATING THE SAME THING FOR 4 HOURS !" .
Four hours ... that's a long time .
" Sebastian don't shout at her ." said the other cop to him and then to me he said .
" Look here girl , it's no use to waste our time like this . IF you haven't really killed her then at least tell us your alibi . It'll help in our investigation, tell us your part of the story and then, maybe , by investigating
your case and by your statement we'll be able to help you . " He said assuring me. I don't know what got into me. But somehow his words made me shift and I told them everything I did that day and how I found Clary in that state .
They both listened intently . But as I described how I found Clary the mood in the interrogation room changed . Adam looked at Sebastian and Sebastian ..... well he looked as if some one had put cold water on him. He was almost shivering. Adam put a hand on top of his hand making a gesture of calming him . But why ? What got into him so suddenly ? Literally throwing away his hand Sebastian ran out of the room followed by a tensed Adam. After a minute or so the guards came and hurled me towards my cell. I was disappointed by the detectives and after thinking long i decided that I need to find my sister's killer on my own . So that night I banged my head in searching for a way to escape but it was a complete failure . Without much planing when the guards came to hand us our dinner I kicked the guard and banged his head with my dinner plate. And ran away . Thanks to my years of training and a black belt in teakwondo that I got out of the first floor . As soon as I was on the stairs a loud siren blew past the whole prison and more gurds came at my way from the upstairs. I hurriedly ran down without even a single clue where to go when I was pulled inside a room beside the stairs and felt someone covering my mouth. I kicked and punched - or at least tried to because the person who was strangling me was really strong , but nothing seemed to move him . A new fear covered my heart as my eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room. The man strangling me and pushing me on to the wall was somehow familier and i could only see his side face as he was looking towards the door while strangling me . That's when i noticed the strong jaw muscles and recognised the person :- Sebastian Flitsberg. WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING OVER HERE ? My mind screamed . Is he going to hand me over to the guards? then why isn't he doing so ? oh god ! . I squirmed beneath his masculine weight to get out but nothing happened . Then I stepped on his left foot hard and he let me loose. Without even wasting a mili-second of time i bolted for the door . But man ! he was fast . He quickly threw the door close and pushed me up against the door as I stood engulfed in his strength shooting him daggers with my eyes. When he said in a hushed voice .
"Don't worry I'm here to help you "
Wait.... WHAT?????