WHEN MUSIC SOUNDS QUIET
POSSIBLE VICTIM
'Lalalalala… Oehoehoehoeh…' The bell rang.
'Who the hell could that be? Just disturbing me while I'm preparing to go to school!' she thought, but she stood up and walked to the door. When she opened it, there were standing two men. They were both wearing a jeans and a slim shirt. The one in the front was pretty tall and had dark hair. He wasn't that bad-looking at all. The one in the back was smaller, his hair was blonder and she could see a wedding ring on his finger when she was checking him out. He saw she was looking at him and he looked at her. Rapidly she looked away, feeling a bit ashamed. The first one showed a badge and said:'
Hi, I'm detective Don Flack and this is detective Danny Messer, NYPD. Are you Rachel Berry?'
'I am, what is going on?'
'We need to ask you a few questions. Do you know this girl? Her name is Mary Billinger.'
He showed her a picture. 'Oh my god, that girl looks just like me. Wasn't she a student at McKinley?' 'I think I've been on school with her. But I don't know her, not really.'
'Did you notice she looks a lot like you?' Danny said.
'I did, yes, but what does this have to do with me?'
'This girl has been murdered. When we were checking her mobile phone, we found out that the last few calls she made were to you.'
'But I haven't talked to her, I swear.' She started to panic. What if these cops didn't believe her?
'We know, when the calls were made she was probably dead already. But we need your phone to check who made these calls, okay?'
'Of course.' She walked out of the room to get her phone. She heard the men looking around in the other room, and making jokes, talking. They didn't realize how scared she was.
'What if the killer of that girl is trying to kill me to? What if he is going to rape me, or kidnap me! Stop… Don't think about that. The cops are here, just ask them what is going to happen.' She took her phone and walked back into the room.
'Here's my phone. Do I have to do something else, or…'
'Just continue your normal business, but stay in town. We are going to check your phone as soon as possible and we'll take contact if we need to. Thanks for your cooperation.'
'It's nothing, I didn't…' Before she could finish her sentence, the door was closed and the men were gone. She sighted. '…mind it.'
'What a weird lady.' Danny said as they walked out of the building into Flack's car.
'I don't know. She's a Broadway wannabe, and you know how they are. But I also thought she looked scared.'
'She saw your face, I would be scared to.' They started laughing.
'But serious,' said Danny. 'do you think she's hiding something?' 'No, I don't think so. I don't believe she has anything to do with this murder. But what I've learnt from this job, is that you have to trust the facts, and not your feelings. That's why you can bring this phone to Adam, so he can sort it out with all of his Adam-like stuff.'
'Yes sir.' Laughing they drove away, back to the lab.
'Hey Adam.' Lindsay walks into Adam's office.
'My dearest husband didn't have any time to step by, so he sent me. What do you have on Miss Berry's phone?'
'It was a big trick find out her password. Most people have one password, but she has five, and for everything you want to open you need one of them password. But, because I'm awesome, I managed to crack them all. The calls she got from the vics phone were all made yesterday evening between 8 and 10 pm. The only thing you guys have to do know is ask her who made those calls.'
'Adam, that's great.'
'What's great?' Mac and Jo walked into Adam's office.
'Hey boss. Hey interim boss.' Jo looks at Adam, and shakes her head. She doesn't say anything about it, because she knows it is her own fault, Adam calling her like that. 'I think you guys need to talk to that Rachel Berry again. But otherwise than that few calls, there's nothing weird I can found about her. At least not in her phone.' 'Good work Adam.' Jo says.
'I know, right. Maybe you should give me some raise.'
Mac looks at him, his face is saying he should shut up.
'Never mind.' Adam says quickly. Mac looks at Jo now.
'Jo, you and Lindsay could go visit miss Berry again. Maybe she'll give you a private concert.'
Jo knocks on the door. A young girl, about 18, 19 years old, opens it. She's wearing a red dress, her long brown hear is hanging against her face. Her make-up is perfectly done, but between it you can see her face turning pale when she sees them. She looks at the ground.
'Hello Rachel. I'm detective Danville, but you can call me Jo. This is detective Lindsay Messer.' 'Messer? Wasn't that the name of the other detective as well?' She looks at Lindsay's hand.
There's a ring who looks a lot like the ring Danny was wearing.
'Are you married, detective Messer?' Lindsay looks at her hand.
'Yes, I am. My husband is Danny Messer, you might have seen him earlier this day. And you can call me Lindsay.'
'Okay, Lindsay. I already thought you were his wife. I was going to marry to, you know. But he broke up so I could make my dreams come true. He's in the army now.'
She was still feeling awful when she thought about Finn. His long arms, were she felt safe. She would do anything to have him here right now. Accept kill, of course.
'We need to know who called you yesterday between 8 and 10 pm.' Jo asks.
'Jesse. Oh my god. It was Jesse. How did he got that girls phone? Maybe he killed her…No, that can't be. He can be a jerk, but killing someone. No, he probably just found the phone. Let's hope so.'
'My ex-boyfriend called me, 3 times.'
'The one in the military?'
'No, the one I had before him. I told him that I was in, so…'
'In?'
'At my school. It's a really special school, only the real good come in, and I did. So he called me, saying he was proud at me. But he was busy so he had to hang up a few times. That's why he called me multiple times. Is he in trouble now?'
'We don't know yet. Can you give us his name?'
'His name is Jesse St. James.'
'Thank you Rachel. If there is anything, give us a call, okay?' Lindsay says, while she gives Rachel her card.
'Okay, I will.'
