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Randy was right to be worried when he made the call. It was not long before numerous police vehicles showed up. A few officers questioning him, A coroner, crime scene. He was asked to come down the station. He had no reason to say no unless he wanted to look more guilty & he knew that.
"Can I get changed & come down in about an hour."
"Sure. We will be expecting you." Randy headed upstairs to dress in something more appropriate. The same time he made sure anything valuable that he could lock up was either in the safe in his office or his bedroom.

Not that he didn't trust the police, but well…he didn't trust many at times. As Randy secured things Taker placed a call. "Hunter…yeah we have a situation in St. Louis does Vinnie have any criminal lawyers on retainer?…not confirmed charges but I would not doubt they will be coming…not me Randy…He didn't do anything but someone set him up…I'll let him know…thanks Hunter."

After hanging up the phone he walked down to Randy's bedroom. Randy turned looking at him.
"First off Randy you need to relax. You did nothing wrong & you need to remember that. If they ask who could of done this sort of honest you don't know."
"But what about…"
"We don't know that…don't even point things his way. Remember he is missing to." Randy lightly nodded. "One more piece of advise. If they try to charge you with anything which means they will need to read your rights your lips become a steel trap."

"Called Titan already?"
"Well Hunter, close enough and yes he is seeing who they may have near by if not he will get someone flown in."
Randy nodded. "Won't that look more guilty that I walk in with a lawyer in route?"
"No it is called being a celebrity & you need to cover your ass."
"OK let's go." They headed out after he secured his bedroom door. Randy's heart dropped to his stomach seeing the vehicles in the drive & along the street. He knew at least a few neighbors that will gossip about this from now until.

Taker lead Randy to his rental & got in. Randy put the address in the GPS unit. They got to the station & headed in side. He informed the desk sergeant they were there to speak to detectives about the Samantha Speno case. They were led to a room lines with desks different people in suits mostly. Two people were approached by the sergeant.

"Randy?" The one male detective called/asked as he walked over with a female partner.
"Hey Tom."
"Damn…ok well to prevent a conflict Detective Troval will be conducting your interview while I will handle Mr…"
Taker just gave a light smile that almost chilled the detective. "Undertaker…Just Undertaker." Taker's voice rumbled in the air.
"Um…right…" Tom pulled on his collar just a bit. "This way please."
"Of course…detective." Taker followed behind Tom in to an interview room while Randy followed His partner to another.

Taker sat down trying to relax a bit in the hard wooden chair. Tom took a seat across from him with a note pad.
"OK sir…what is you real name."
"That is my real name."
"You want me to believe your parents named you Undertaker?"
"No…I did." Taker reached into his back pocket of the jeans removing his wallet. He then produces a Texas drivers ID he slid it over & watched as Tom pulled it closer looking at it. Down at the bottom his name was listed as Undertaker with the address of the compound on it. Tom slid it back & Taker put it away.
"How long have you gone by Undertaker?"
"Legally…1980" (yes I know he didn't start WWF/E Till 90)

"OK How you know either Mr. Orton or Ms. Speno?"
"Randy is a co-worker & friend of mine. As for his Ex I have only met her a handful of times if even when she would spend a day or two with him on the road."
"How would you describe their relationship as it stood up until today?"
"I don't know…civil. The broke up on decent terms I guess. He never cared to speak about it. I am not a type to pry."
"Do you know where Mr. Orton was the last…lets say four days."

Taker moved to sit more upright. "Unless you plan on trying to pin this mess on him I don't see how that matters."
"Undertaker sir…if we know it can help eliminate him I hope. Looks he is an old school friend of mine. I wouldn't want him getting in trouble over this either."
"OK four days….so October 30th, no 29th. Well Randy was traveling on the road with me. We had a house show that night, well he did. I was working back stage. The 30th was a slow day a few meetings. The 31st we were both set to be off. I had a few business matters to tend to back in Texas so I headed there while Randy came back here. He mentioned that despite all the freaks he works with, he is was sure it would be cute seeing the kids in their costumes. Which leads to today. I arrived at his home about 3, we wanted to go over some information on an overseas tour we have coming up."

Taker watched as Tom wrote a lot of information down. He looked back at Taker. "I can't say for sure either way yet…I shouldn't be saying anything at all, but you may want to make sure he has a lawyer handy." Taker nods knowing he already handled it. "I am sure my partner will tell him this next part, but you more than likely will want to make sure he contacts his job & have him take off. We won't want him leaving the city till this gets straitened out."

"You really think he is going to want to stay in that house the same night he finds his ex dead in it?" Taker asked a hint of disbelief in his voice.
"Have him get a hotel room or something."
"Some help." Taker scoff & people call him twisted. "Anything else?"
"I don't believe so, just leave us some contact information so we can reach you since you were with Randy until he returned home Saturday."
"Got spare paper." Tom removed a sheet from his pad handing it to Taker along with is pen writing down his cell number & name. He then hands them back. "It's on most of the time."

"Thank you." Tom escorted Taker to a place he could wait for Randy. He closed his eyes relaxing.
"Deadman?" A woman's voice rang in his ears. He opened one eye looking at her. "Carla?" He opened the other eye standing.
"Been a while I'm glad to not see cuffs this time."
"Ha ha…not me this time."
"Yeah I heard Randy, where is he?" Taker motioned to the interview room Randy was supposed to be in. "Don't tell me he been yapping?"
"I told him he was in the clear unless they tried to charge him with anything…then to steel trap it."
"Yeah you been through this enough yourself."
"Nothing this big hun. Go on give the boy some help." She shook Taker's hand before moving to the interview room knocking.

The detective opened the door looking at the woman in the suit carrying an attaché case in one hand. Her black hair done up in a bun with a set of glasses tucked in the top of her blouse.
"Yes?"
Carla smiled. "Greeting I was informed a Mr. Orton was in this room."
"And you are?"
"Carla Casin he legal representative."
"He hasn't requested a lawyer be present. He hasn't been charge with anything." Even if not said the word yet seemed almost implied."

"Since to my knowledge Mr. Orton has never been involved with anything remotely of this nature I would still request to sit in on the rest of the questioning of my client."
The detective took a deep breath before pushing it out. "Very well Ms. Casin." Carla walked past the detective & over to where Randy was.
"How you doing Randy?"
Randy looked over at her. "Carla?"
"You both so shocked…" She smiled warmly at him. She then gained a serious look when focused back on the detective.

Before they could even start again a second knock came to the door. Going to answer it there was an officer & a few words were exchanged before the officer stepped into the room. Carla placed a hand on Randy's shoulder to try to keep him calm. The detective looks back at Randy. "Mr. Orton please stand up." Randy looks at Carla a moment & she removes her hand & he stand up. "Please place your hands behind your back."
"Not till you tell me what is going on."

"Mr. Orton you are to be placed in police custody pending the outcome of the investigation."
"Just a sugar term for arresting him." Carla pointed out.
"WHAT!?" Randy yelled.
"Randy take a breath, please." Carla looks at the office & detective. "What charges are you bringing against my client?"
"We are just holding him as a flight risk pending the outcome of the investigation."
"You would not need to hold him as a flight risk if you did not feel he was a suspect."

"He is being held as a possible suspect in the murder of Ms. Samantha Speno. But formal charges have not been brought against him."
"I request he not be placed in the general populace."
"I will see what we can do." Informed the officer.

"Carla?" Randy spoke starting to feel scared. Any rough or cold exterior beginning to crack.
"Randy I will see how fast I can get you before a magistrate to work this out."
"Tomorrow morning at the earliest." The officer informed them.
"You mean I will need to stay locked up over night?"
"I will see what I can work Randy…including any possible gag orders. Just stay calm & listen to the officers OK." Randy nodded, "OK he is going under his own accord, since he is not being charge cuffs are not needed to holding & I will be escorting him."

"OK Follow me." The officer informed them leaving the room. Randy behind him & then Carla. Taker stood as the door opened. He felt a tightening in his chest when he saw Randy being lead in a direction they did not come from. He then saw the detective walk out & head back for her desk where Tom already was. He walked over to them.

"What's going on?"
"You're free to go sir." She told him.
"Randy rode with me…Where is he?"
"He will be detained a while longer."
"A while? What you mean while?"
She looked at him. "Mr. Orton will be detained at least overnight…good evening sir." He gritted his teeth not believing this. He turned & walked out of the police station & into the rental. He looked for the closest hotel or motel he could. He could care less, but he refused to be farther from Randy then he had to be.

About an hour later his phone rang. "Yes…what happened Carla?…dang it…anything I can do…Yeah I'll be there…night hun & thanks for trying…" He hung up the phone falling back on the bed. He wished he knew where it all when wrong…well he almost felt like he knew where it went wrong. He two boys getting mixed with him. He did not want to believe John did this, if not him it was his creator then. Maybe he did it because he was worried John would fail in killing Randy.

What better way to remove Randy from the picture then end up in jail? It would remove him & if he got out it could still ruin his career if word got out. He knew he could do as was requested of him…maybe that would save his boys anymore pain. Then again the damage has already been done. What would turning himself over accomplish?

He pulled out John's note looking it over. He gave a sigh wishing the boy had used a name...gave them a name so he had a direction to look. He folded the paper back up placing it in his pocket before closing his eyes unsure if sleep would claim him or not that night.