Chapter 19 Marcus Accuses Me of Being Crafty
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“This footage was taken near Bronze Street, where it was the last time Madeline made an appearance” Zeke warned Lance, urging him to speak the truth.
Lance grew anxious and blurted, “She goes wherever she wants, We didn’t ask her to
“You better tell us the truth now!” Zeke, too, slammed the table.
there on the litht”
Lance’s temper flared as he explained. “This was Marcus’s idea. He ordered us to do it. If you want to know anything, ask him. I don’t know if he let Madeline go to the alley on the 15th. I have an alibi for the 15th; I was out drinking in the Nightfall Bar. Some of those escort girls can vouch for me.”
Zeke glanced at the time, signalling for his colleague to take Lance away.
“Zeke, what if it was Marcus who violated Madeline? He was afraid of getting caught and used the serial killer’s guise to kill
her.”
Zeke didn’t speak. He was starting to suspect Marcus, too.
I sighed as I quietly listened to their conversation. I wondered what sort of cruel words Marcus would utter during his interrogation,
Not long after, Marcus came in, looking displeased as he sat by the interrogation table.
“Mr. Flynn, we need your full cooperation and clarification on some details,” the officer in charge of recording reminded him gravely.
Marcus grew impatient and said, “I have the right to remain silent until my lawyer arrives.”
“If y
you want Madeline to die, you can remain silent forever,” Zeke interjected sternly.
Marcus knitted his brows but remained silent.
I chuckled as I watched Marcus’s demeanour with a sense of irony.
This
is man was eager f
for me to die.
“On the 13th, 14th, and 15th, you had Madeline wear Bella’s clothes and walk alone in Hardy Lane and Bronze Street. respectively, to lure out the killer. Is this right?” Zeke’s tone was deep.
Perhaps the other officers were afraid to take such risks, but Marcus, despite the lack of technical proficiency, left Madeline there to die.
He glanced at Zeke, still refusing to speak. Evidently, Marcus wasn’t willing to cooperate.
Zeke was a very empathetic cop towards the deceased and victims. He slammed the table in rage and roared, “If Madeline was targeted by the killer because of your arrogance and killed as a result, imagine how desperate she was when she died!”
I sat quietly in the interrogation room, trembling all over.
Zeke was right; I was genuinely desperate.
The man whom I once loved and cared for the most, who had once saved me, had personally sent me to hell.
“Officer Palmer, provocation won’t work on me. You don’t understand, Madeline. In this world, I’m the one who knows her best. She’s alive. Until I see her body, I won’t believe any news of her death, Marcus replied calmly.
He truly didn’t believe I could die.
“On the 15th, Madeline entered Bronze Street and then disappeared. The surveillance showed she never came out again.” Zeke sounded somewhat defeated, feeling Marcus was beyond redemption
On the other hand, he also felt sorry for Madeline.
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Chapter 19 Marcus Accuses Me of Being Crafty
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“There might be a time discrepancy. I don’t know if Officer Palmer did it intentionally. We did send Madeline to lure the killer on the nights of the 13th and 14th, but on the Lith, nobody asked her to go, Marcus said earnestly. “And furthermore, she went to Hardy Lane, not Bronze Street.”
Zeke silently scrutinised Marcus, as if trying to see through him to see if he was lying.
I stood behind Zeke, silently observing Marcus.
This was ridiculous.
“Tell me about Madeline. “What’s your impression of her?” Zeke didn’t show Marcus any evidence or surveillance videos, instead asking him to describe me.
What image of me did he hold in his heart?
“Her?” Marcus sneered coldly. “Innocent–looking but actually deviously cunning.”
Zeke leaned back in his chair, quietly studying Marcus.
She’s an adopted daughter who has been in love with me for years. Madeline would stop at nothing to marry me, even plotting to harm my fiancée, Marcus said, his words dripping with resentment.
I stood numbly before him, wanting to slap him but feeling it was meaningless.
“Bella White?” Zeke seemed to hit upon something, and he probed, “Care to disclose the feud between Madeline and Bella?”
