"Ellah may you come in for questioning?" the police officer asked.
"For sure," Ellah muttered, glancing at Casey and Brax before walking in.
"Wait," Brax said, rushing toward her and taking Ellah aside. "Don't tell them Casey was holding the gun."
"Wait, what?!" Ellah exclaimed. "Brax for someone that didn't want me coming along you suddenly have a lot to say."
"Ellah please, this is all I'm asking, I'll take care of it," Brax told her.
"You'll take care of it?! Take care of it? What like you took care of Casey cos you've done a mighty fine job there haven't ya?" Ellah hissed. She watched Brax's face fall as he sighed.
"You're right, alright I've failed 'em. Look I don't even know where my other brother is. But this is all I'm asking for," Brax begged, his eyes looking sad and pleading.
"Ellah?" the policewoman asked.
"Coming," Ellah muttered, leaving to a private room. Once they were in there, a woman sat her down and a man called John spoke to her round the table with a recording.
"So, Ellah, can you confirm that at 16:00hours you were with Darryl?" John asked slowly.
"I can," Ellah confirmed.
"What made you think to go to the building?" John questioned her.
"We were driving by and we heard a gunshot," Ellah shrugged. "We wouldn't drive away. It meant trouble."
"But what made you drive by?"
"Casey had left a map beneath his mirror. He had been missing for so long we got pretty desperate. We searched everywhere, and finally found it. He had circled the place that he was gonna be," Ellah explained, her eyes darting between John's disbelieving face and the recorder.
"Wait so when you entered, who was holding the gun?" John asked. Ellah
looked through the window and saw Brax sitting there, looking scared.
"I- I don't know. It was such a blur of events, so many things were
happening at once, I don't know who was holding the gun," she finally said strongly.
"Ellah do you know the penalty for lying in an interview?" John muttered furiously.
"Do you know the difference between an official court case and an on scene interview?" Ellah shot back.
"Fine. Interview terminated at 17:08," John mumbled, clicking a button on the recorder.
"You may go. The court will be in touch." Ellah got up, feeling sick to her stomach. She left the room and walked straight into Brax.
"What did you say?" Brax asked quickly.
"I said that I didn't know if the gun was with Casey, I said I couldn't remember, okay? So will you and your family just leave me and my sister alone? We can't deal with your drama!" Ellah shouted. Casey came up behind Brax, rubbing his eyes.
"What are you talking about?" he frowned. Skyler walked up next to Ellah.
"I'm saying that we need to take a break," Ellah said sadly. "Please, just don't bother me. I can't speak for Skye but I can't do this anymore." Ellah ran out, tears running down her face.
"Why the hell would she leave when we need her support the most?" Brax yelled.
"I don't know but this hasn't been easy for her either!" Skyler defended her sister.
"So what you're on her side now?!" Brax muttered.
"Yeah, maybe I am. Cos just like you like to look out for your family, I like to look out for mine," Skyler said stonily, turning around and rushing after her sister. Brax swore and was about to run after Skyler but Casey held him back.
"Brax! Let her go," he muttered.