I ran towards the direction of the school board. When I saw Leo's figure, I immediately yelled, "Leo!"
Leo turned towards me and waved happily. I ran up to him until I was right in front of his face.
"Where's the love letter?" I asked in a serious manner.
Leo was surprised. "I already threw it in the garbage bin. What's wrong?"
I stared at him, my face grim. "The oak tree burned down."
**************
The firefighters arrived at the scene, but it was already too late. The oak tree was completely burned to a crisp. Luckily, there were no trees nearby, or else the fire might have burned the whole campus down.
After the firefighters put out the fire, they investigated the origins of the fire. They suspected there was foul play involved, considering the speed at which the oak tree was burnt.
Meanwhile, Leo and I were hiding in my house. "You've been framed." I said solemnly.
"I know." Leo gave me a grim look. I have never seen such a depressed face from him.
"Don't worry." I said. "I know you're innocent."
"But the video footage might tell a different story." Leo frowned.
I stared at Leo's face and took the initiative to hug him.
"It's okay." I said. "I'm here."
Leo choked. He hugged me tightly and started sobbing.
I patted on Leo's back and said to him, "I'll discover who's behind this and make them pay."
Leo did not hear me as he wept.
After Leo was done crying, I told him. "I'm going to go out for some groceries. I'll be back soon. Stay in the house, okay?"
Leo reluctantly nodded.
****************
I headed to the scene of the crime. To be precise, the apartment building across from the scene of the crime.
When I arrived, I saw faculty members and security talking to some firefighters and policemen. They were probably trying to find the culprit of this arson case.
I acted normal and headed to the apartment building as if I was a resident there. When I entered the building, I reached into my backpack and grabbed a pair of latex gloves. Then, I pressed the elevator.
"From the trajectory of the arrow, the perpetrator must have fired it from the fourth or fifth floor." I thought.
The apartment building was rather luxurious in design. There is carpeting on the floor and the elevator itself was colored gold. A chandelier was hanging off of the ceiling of the elevator. I decided to head to the fifth floor first.
There were 3 flats on the fifth floor. From the direction that each flat was facing, the only possible place for the perpetrator to fire the arrow was Flat B. I headed to the front door of Flat B and rang the doorbell.
"Coming!" I heard someone yelled on the inside.
I immediately made a barrel roll and hid in the corner of the hallway, out of the sight of the person coming to the door. I heard the person opened the door. He waited for a few seconds, then said, "Hm? Is nobody outside? I thought I heard the doorbell..." He thought for a while before coming up with a conclusion. "I must have heard wrong." He nodded in satisfaction.
After the man headed back into his apartment, I pushed the door to the emergency exit and walked down one floor. Again, I headed to Flat B and rang the doorbell. After waiting for a few minutes, and putting my ear against the door to make sure there was nobody inside. I grabbed my bag and took out a toolbox. Inside the toolbox were lock picking tools. I took out 2 lock picks and slowly inserted them into the doorknob. After fiddling them around carefully, I finally managed to open the door.
******************
The apartment was completely empty. It seems as though no one have lived here for a period of time. Weirdly, there was no dust on the floor or on the surfaces. I entered Flat B and closed the front door, locking it. I took a look around.
Inside the apartment, there were 3 rooms. 2 ordinary ones and 1 master bedroom. There was a toilet located along the hallway and one behind the master bedroom as well. I observed the apartment and saw that all the windows were closed. However, I am 90% sure that this was the apartment used to fire the arrow. It was most likely fired from the balcony located outside the living room. The balcony had a perfect vantage point and have a wide view of the oak tree and the academy behind.
"I need to go to a realtor and find the landlord of this flat." I thought to myself. However, since it was 6pm already, all of the realtors were closed. Therefore, I could only return home.
I found Leo in the living room playing on my Portable Station 4. I noticed that although he was playing, he's actually not even foused on the game, as the character he was playing kept dying by falling off cliffs and getting hit by monsters without any retaliation.
"I'm back." I said.
Leo tilted his head and looked at me. His face seemed a little pale. "Welcome home, Hunter."
I went over and patted on his shoulder. "Don't worry, I'll definitely find out who was behind all of this!"
Leo nodded, but was still unfocused. I sighed. "I'm gonna make dinner."
The dinner was very quiet. Both of us were just focused on our eating and never said anything. When we finished eating, Leo asked, "Hunter, what do you think of me?"
I stared at Leo. It was really difficult to answer this question. After all, we have been together since childhood and have been inseparable ever since then.
I went to him and kissed his forehead. I said, "C'mon, let's get in the bath together."
Leo widened his eyes.
**************
I thought that after this event caused a big blow to his psyche, he would stop being perverted and behave but I. Was. Wrong.
When we both stripped naked and went in to the bath facing each other, I thought I could enjoy a nice warm bath with Leo to calm his mind. However, Leo swam towards me and started touching me. He started gently touching my pecs that were submerged in water and headed downwards. He used his index finger and slid it down the middle of my body. I shivered in pleasure.
"Leo." My voice was slightly hoarse. "Stop."
Leo stared deeply into my eyes. "No."
"Leo." I grabbed his hand. "You don't want to do this." I said softly.
"But I do!" Leo replied.
"No, you don't." I reiterated.
I leaned forward and hugged Leo. Leo simply laid there in my arms.
******************
The very next day, we were woken up by a loud banging on the door. I went down the stairs and opened the front door while still in my pyjamas. In front of me stood one man and one woman. The man was wearing a beige colored trench coat with a shirt and tie inside. The woman was simply wearing a suit and tie.
"Mr. Lee. I am Detective Edward Clarke with XXPD." The detective said in a deep voice, he pointed at the policewoman standing next to him, "This is Amelia Lewis, my partner." Both of them showed me their badges. "May we please come in."
"Of course." I replied.
After the detectives came in, I saw Uncle Evan and Aunt June standing on the street.
"Uncle Evan? Aunt June?" I asked.
Both of them came into my house as well, they explained, "These police officers just came into our house to find Leo. I told them he was here."
Detective Clarke nodded.
"Hunter? What is going on?" Leo asked groggily, rubbing his eyes. He was obviously still sleepy. He was wearing his pyjamas while his hair was completely messed up.
"Leo. We would like you to come down to the police station for some questioning." Detective Clarke said softly.
Leo immediately stiffened. "Are you suspecting that I had a hand in the arson of the oak tree?" He whimpered.
Seeing the boy being scared witless, the motherly insticts of Detective Lewis activated. "No, Leo. We just want to ask you some questions. You're not being suspected of anything." She coaxed.
"Yet." I thought.
"Does my son need to have a lawyer present?" Uncle Evan said in a distressed tone.
"Things are not that serious, Mr. Wilson. It is simply some normal questioning. We do that to all the students involved." Detective Clarke reasoned.
"Then why aren't you questioning Hunter?" Uncle Evan retorted.
Detective Clarke froze. Lewis followed him up and replied, "We will question Hunter when the time is right, Mr. Wilson, but we believe that Leo would be able to provide more precious intel than Hunter."
Uncle Evan was unable to stop the detectives from taking Leo.
Leo reluctantly went back upstairs and changed before coming back down.
"Let's go." Clarke directed Leo to follow them. We walked behind Leo and watched as he was taken away by the two detectives.
After the police officers left, all of us were still standing on the pavement in front of my house.
"Uncle Evan. I think it's better that you prepare a lawyer for Leo." I cautioned. "Just in case."
Uncle Evan nodded, he thought for awhile, then asked, "Hunter, did Leo do anything wrong?"
"No." I shook my head. "He was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time."
"I'll get a lawyer to head to the police station right now." Uncle Evan said in a solemn tone.
***********
Personally, I am not that worried for Leo. He was near the school board when the incident happened and the only thing that can be remotely incriminating was the fact that he ripped off the letter that illustrated the exact location and time of the crime when the crime happened. It was quite an unlucky coincidence but nothing more.
However, since I could not access the surveillance footage of yesterday, I could not see the person who placed the letter at my seat yesterday morning. Therefore, the only route I have now is to go to the realtor and find out the landlord of Flat 4B of the building across of the oak tree.
***********
After Uncle Evan and Aunt June went home to call for a lawyer, I went to the master bedroom to find a suit. After all, a realtor would not cater to a minor walking in alone asking to view an apartment. Luckily, the body size of my father is quite close to mine. Therefore, I can borrow my father's suit to make myself look more mature.
I went in the closet and took out a fresh white shirt, a navy blue suit jacket and a navy blue pants. Since Father is slightly taller than myself, the pants reached all the way down to my ankle. I put on the suit and took a look at myself in the mirror.
"That should do it." I nodded. The suit I grabbed was purchased by me for my father last year from V*lentino. Therefore, it is made with the best materials, accentuating the prominence of the person wearing it.
I went down to the entrance and grabbed myself a pair of plain black Oxford leather shoes and wore it before heading out.
To make myself look more distinguished, I ordered a Ub*rBlack to drive me to the front entrance of the realtor, allowing the people inside to judge my usefulness as a client. Therefore, when I went to the realtor that was closest to the apartment building in question, a woman in her 40s already walked to the entrance and guided me to sit in front of her cubicle.
"Hello. My name is Eva Banks, a senior real estate agent. How may I help you today, Mr...?" The lady asked in a courteous manner.
"Lee. Hunter Lee." I replied in a low masculine voice to make myself sound more mature.
"Yes. How may I help you, Mr. Lee?" Ms. Banks repeated.
"I would like to take a look at an apartment that is up for listing. The address is 1234 XX Drive. 4th Floor. Flat B."
"Let me take a look for you." Ms. Banks went on the computer that was on the side and started typing. After a while, she went to the printer at the back and brought a piece of paper. The paper have the facts of the apartments printed in it.
"This apartment is what you want to see, is that correct, Mr. Lee?" Ms. Banks asked.
"Yes, that is correct. Is it possible to help me arrange a visit to the apartment as soon as possible?" I asked in a polite tone after pretending to take a look at the facts sheet.
"Why don't I place a call with the landlord now and ask if they're available."
I nodded in agreement.
"Please wait a moment." Ms. Banks started dialing on the landline phone located in the middle of the desk and waited.
After the opposite side answered the call, Ms. Banks started conversing with the landlord. I waited patiently.
Ms. Banks ended the call after a few minutes, then she looked at me and asked, "I have arranged for the landlord to open the door for us at 2pm in the afternoon. Is that alright with you, Mr. Lee?"
"That's fine." I replied.
When I headed out of the realtor, I found that Leo texted me this morning.
"Hunter, I would like you to do something for me."
*****************
[This section is in the POV of Leo]
Leo was placed in an interrogation room by Detectives Clarke and Lewis. He sat on the metal chair, opposite the police officers. Leo was slightly nervous, as this was his first time ever being in a police station, much less being interrogated.
"Leo, where were you when the time between 4:45pm to 5:00pm on Tuesday?" Detective Lewis asked amicably.
"I was originally located at Class 3-C before heading down to the second floor to take a look at the school board." Leo replied confidently.
Detective Clarke took out a few photos from his file. He placed them right in front of Leo and asked, "Leo, can you please tell me what you were doing here?"
Leo stared at the photos, they illustrated him tearing down the love letter and throwing it to the trash bin nearby.
"I simply thought that since nobody showed up at the oak tree, the love letter that was on the school board was a hoax, so I decided to take it down." Leo said slowly.
"And who put this letter to the school board?" Detective Clarke pointed at the letter on one of the photos and asked.
"I did." Leo answered honestly.
"When did you place it on the school board and why did you do it?" Detective Clarke asked.
"I placed the letter at around 5 minutes after 1st period started." Leo said. "So... around 8:05am. I wanted to prank the person who sent the love letter to Hunter, so I put the letter on the school board for everyone at school to see."
Before the detectives have a chance to continue the questioning, somebody from outside entered the interrogation room. "Good morning, detectives. I am Max Burner, JD. I'm representing Leo Wilson as my client."
Mr. Burner sat on the chair next to Leo and placed his briefcase on the table. He reached into his briefcase and took out a notepad and a pen.
"Can we continue our line of questioning now, Mr. Burner?" Detective Clarke asked in an irritated tone.
"Sure." Mr. Burner nodded.
"Leo, I don't think you posted the letter on the school board just for a prank. You did it to get people to go towards the oak tree, didn't you?" Detective Clarke restarted his questioning with a sharp question.
"Leo, you do not have to answer that." Mr. Burner said. Leo looked slightly distraught.
"You fabricated a love letter, knowing that Hunter will give the love letter to you, then you posted the school board to lure students to the oak tree. Then, you committed arson in order to draw the attention of the masses. When the arson happened, you tore the letter down to destroy the evidence." Detective Clarke accused.
"Detective, everything you said just now were all baseless accusations, without even a single shred of evidence. I would suggest for you to stop this. If not, I'll sue you for defamation."
Detective Clarke and Lewis stopped their questioning. After all, Leo willingly came to the police station for questioning. Also, Leo have an alibi, making it highly improbable for Leo to have committed the crime. The questions early was simply the detectives acting good cop bad cop.
Suddenly, a police officer walked into the interrogation room from outside and said, "Mr. Leo Wilson, you are under arrest."
"What?!" Leo gasped.
"What for?" Mr. Burner asked at the same time.
"For suspected third-degree arson and attempted manslaughter. You have the rights to remain silent..."
As the Miranda rights were spoken to Leo, the officer handcuffed him. Leo was still making a surprised expression when this happened.
"Don't worry." Mr. Burner reassured. "They don't have probable cause to arrest you. I'll get a hearing with the judge right now in order to release you."
Leo was sent by the officer to a holding cell. Mr. Burner, who accompanied him, said, "I'm going to go now. I'll come back after I secure your release."
Leo nodded, he was slightly frightened, but he endured it.
*************
When the officer walked back to the front of the police station, Detective Clarke got ahold of him and asked, "Why did you arrest him? I thought this was our case!"
"Sorry," the officer replied. "Captain's orders."
Detective Clarke's face darkened. He hesitated. "Should I go ask the Captain what is going on or not?" He thought. Then, he decided against it. "As long as the case is in my hands, that's enough."
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