So, I've been wanting to do a murder mystery for a while. Hopefully you guys will like this. I'm also thinking of making an RPF where Dianna (Agron) overhears Ryan talking on the phone about Cory's death not being an accident. She, Naya, Chris, and Lea solve the mystery. What do you guys think?
Anyway, I do not own Glee, it belongs to Fox.
May 6, 2013
In the warm, spring evening at University of Lima, students walked across the courtyard from a job fair that ran late. They ended up having a little party in the Garvin Hall, a three story building holding classrooms, a rec center, and the library. Puck walked from the Student Center to the Garvin Hall carrying a bottle of beer. He heard a scream coming from Garvin Hall and saw a large figure fall from the building!
His heart stopped as he recognized the figure. "FINN!" He sprinted to the bushes outside the building. "NO!"
"Oh, my God! Somebody call 911!" A woman cried.
Puck ripped apart the shrubbery and gasped as he saw Finn laying lifeless on the ground. With shaking hands, Puck grasped Finn's shoulders and shook them gently. "Finn…dude, wake up. Please…" He started breathing heavily as he fought back tears. The back of Finn's head was bleeding. "It…it doesn't even look that bad. We're going to fix you up. You're going to be as good as new." He sat him up, but Finn's body was cooling and slacking. Color drained from Puck's face and his stomache dropped. He started shaking his head slowly. "No. No, no, no, no, God, no." He pulled Finn close to him and hugged him. His best friend was gone….just like that. "FINN!"
XXX
June 10, 2013
Every six weeks, the college has Security scan through footage to make sure nothing illegal was going on. Russell Brewer sat down with a cup of coffee and started scanning through the Garvin Hall rooftop tapes. The footage he started scanning started on May 6th. He sighed sadly as he remembered that night. Poor kid had his whole life ahead of him and decided to jump. He felt slightly guilty. Maybe if he'd been watching the tape live for the rooftop of Garvin Hall, he would have seen that kid walk across the rooftop and take a swan dive. He could have called his coworkers to the building and they could have saved him. He scanned the footage for that day and noticed a row of footage was missing.
"What the hell?" He muttered. He clicked on the last video before the deleted footage. There was nothing there for a few minutes, but then the door to the roof opened. The video ended right there. The next video started with the door closing. That was it. Russell just shook his head and picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Yeah, Cal, did you delete some footage from Garvin Hall on May 6th?"
"No, why?"
"Because there's a block of footage between 9:30 pm and 9:45 that had been deleted." Russell replied.
"What? You're kidding me!" Cal exclaimed. "That's impossible. I was there the entire time! Unless…" He gasped. "Oh….you know what? I took a coffee and bathroom break. That would have been enough time for someone to sneak in and delete the footage."
Russell's brow furrowed in confusion. "Wait…so…someone deleted the footage on purpose? Crap. Okay, are you on duty?"
"I'm out of town, dude."
"Oh…okay, well, thanks."
"No problem."
Russell sighed and called the head of security. "Yeah, Jack, listen, uh…there's something fishy going on here. A strip of footage from May 6th at 9:30 have been deleted. Cal thinks someone may have snuck in and deleted it."
"Hmm. That's odd. All right, meet me in Archives."
XX
The two men met at the Archives office and knocked. They heard rustling then the door opened. "Boss, Brewer, what's up?"
"Someone deleted security footage from the Garvin Hall rooftop on May 6th. Do you still have it?"
"Yeah, actually. It was about to be deleted, though." The man said.
Russell rushed to the computer and stopped the auto-delete program and sighed. His coworkers stood behind him. The Archives man wrinkled his brow in confusion. "Uh, what the hell's going on?"
"Someone deleted some footage from that night." Jack explained.
"Damn."
"Okay, here it is." Russell announced. His coworkers leaned forward with interest. The video showed Finn walk out onto the roof. He stopped and looked around until he spotted the security camera and…smiled? The hell? Then two men walked out from a wall behind him holding guns. Finn turned around, but didn't raise his arms. The three men seemed to be talking. Finn's body language showed he was angry. Someone came up behind him, but Finn heard him and took a swing at him. They got into a bit of a tussle, and started rolling around. "God, it's like a movie!" Russell exclaimed.
The video continued. Finn clumsily stood up and looked around in horror as the three men aimed guns at him. Finn held out his hands and started backing up towards the edge of the roof. It looked like he was trying not to look scared, but failed. He then backed up too far, and lost his footing.
"Oh. Oh!" The Archives man exclaimed. "So, he didn't kill himself. He just fell!"
"Wait, there's more." Jack pointed out. The video showed a fourth man walk out towards the edge of the roof. Finn struggled as he climbed himself to the top. The fourth man lifted his ski mask. Finn's eyes widened in recognition. It looked like he was mouthing 'Dude, help me!'. The fourth man simply grabbed Finn by the hoodie, whispered something that horrified Finn, and threw him off the roof. The three security men just stared at the screen in shock.
"Did…did we just witness a murder?" Russell asked in shock.
Jack sighed and picked up the phone. "Get me Sergeant Miller."
XXX
A few hours later, Sgt Miller and two detectives showed up at the security office. The police watched the tape in shock.
"Okay, let's get freeze frame shots. Who is that fourth man?" Sgt Miller asked.
They watched the video again. Towards the end, the fourth men watched as his companions walked through the door, then turned around, facing the camera.
"Run his face through the FBI database." Sgt Miller said.
XXX
The next day, at the Hummel's, Carole cleaned off the table vigorously. She had to admit- the house is much cleaner with Finn gone. She never thought she'd miss the mess terribly. She got choked up a little, but cleared her throat when she heard the doorbell. She set down the rag and went to answer the door. Two FBI agents stood at the door.
"Mrs Hummel?" One agent asked.
"Yes." Carole replied.
The agents pulled out their badges. "Agent Drake, Agent Samuels. We're with the FBI. We have a few questions about your son."
"Kurt? Is he okay?" Carole asked worriedly.
"This is actually about your late son, Finn." Agent Samuels replied. "May we come in?"
"Uh, yeah." Carole stepped aside and let them in as Burt walked down the stairs.
"The hell is goin' on?" Burt asked.
The agents flashed their badges. "Mr. Hummel, I presume?"
"That's right." Burt nodded and walked up to his wife and the agents.
"We received evidence that your son Finn was murdered. He didn't commit suicide." Agent Drake replied.
"Based on what?" Burt asked, as Carole gasped.
"Someone purposely deleted surveillance footage from the rooftop of Garvin Hall at the University of Lima on May 6th. Fortunately, they neglected to delete it from archives, and some security guards caught it in time before it was erased." Agent Samuels explained. "It showed three men cornering Finn, and Finn being pushed off the roof by a fourth man."
Carole gasped and almost collapsed, but Burt caught her. He swore under his breath and half-carried Carole to the couch and sat down. The agents followed and sat on chairs across from them. Burt looked at them. "Do we know who's responsible?"
Agent Drake looked slightly hesitant. She really hated doing this. "We have a frame grab of the murderer from the surveillance footage." She pulled it out and put it on the coffee table.
Burt nearly had a heart attack when he saw the photo. He stood up, sighed and rubbed his forehead. 'No. There is no way he could have done it.'
"Mr. Hummel?" Agent Samuels looked at him.
Burt turned around and shook his head. "It's fake. That is not my son."
"Sir, this was authenticated." Agent Drake said as she stood up.
"You think that matters?" Burt asked, angrily. "Look, I know my son. He would never hurt anyone, especially his own brother!"
Agent Drake sighed to herself. "Mr. Hummel, we dug a little deeper. The RA for Finn's dorm said that Kurt was there earlier that day. He was so desperate to find Finn. He even tried to break into his room!"
"Then a few witnesses saw him rushing through Garvin Hall where Finn fell as if he was looking for someone…about twenty minutes before Finn was killed." Agent Samuels replied. "That's not all. We looked at Finn's phone records. Kurt had called him at about ten am. The call lasted for about two minutes. At noon, he boarded a train headed to Lima."
Burt exhaled sharply. He hated himself for thinking it, but…that is some hard evidence.
XXX
Later that evening in New York, Vogue .com was having a party. Everyone cheerfully laughed and talked and gossiped while holding drinks or plates of food. Kurt talked with a small group about his upcoming wedding.
The last couple of months have been hard for Kurt. Finn's death probably hit him almost as hard as it hit Carole and Rachel. He felt responsible. He should have tried harder to find Finn and stop him from making the biggest mistake that cost him his life. He tried pushing those feelings away for the sake of his friends at work, though.
Two FBI agents came through the door. Kurt stared at them, curiously as they talked to one of his coworkers. He (Kurt's coworker) looked around the room and spotted Kurt and pointed to him. Kurt looked behind him, but no one was there.
"Kurt Hummel?"
Kurt turned to face the FBI agents. "Yes?"
The FBI agent pulled out his badge. "FBI. You're under arrest for the murder of Finn Hudson."
Kurt was appalled. "What?!"
One agent handcuffed him behind his back. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can or will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you do not have one, the court will appoint one for you."
"I didn't kill anyone, though!" Kurt exclaimed.
"Sir, once again, you have the right to remain silent." The FBI started leading him out of the room. "I advise you to do so."
Kurt just sighed and shook his head slowly. What was going on?
