Confrontation

Carla mulled over Peter's deal and she knew what she was doing was bad but she was so proud of herself for getting to this point in her career. All she wanted was to succeed and if she did she would be onto greater things that she so desperately wanted. They were going to be questioning Nick today, they knew he had violent tendencies down to the brain damage he had so it's possible that an argument could have taken place and Leanne could have fallen victim to an aggressive attack. This led Carla to think that she could get away with pinning this on Nick to save Peter's skin and hers which she was willing to do just because of her arrogance and need for her high powered career.

"Carla here's here," Alex says as Carla nods getting up and following him into the interview room

"Right then Mr Tilsley let's start this interview then" Carla smiles as Alex starts the interview "Can you tell me what happened the night Miss Battersby was murdered?"

"Well it was just a normal day at work, she was finished for the night I assume she went back home, then I went home after finishing at the bistro around eleven, she then came to my flat looking for me she then stayed over"

"Except she didnt stay over did she?" Carla smirks slightly, Nick frowns

"No, instead she was murdered but it wasn't by me"

"So what happened when Miss Battersby came to see you?" Carla questions tilting her head to the side, Nick sighs and shakes his head

"We argued about Peter's parenting skills," he says "He was out drunk, Simon came to the flat to find his mum and assumed that she was with me I guess, anyway when came and I suggested that he tried to get some sleep and that he could stay in the spare room so he did. I questioned Leanne as to why he let Peter in Simon's life because he's a drunk and can have a temper on him and thats when we argued. I stormed out of the flat and went to stay at my mum's, you can ask her, she lives at 8 Coronation Street"

"We will make the appropriate enquiries"

"Leanne also followed me but I ignored her pleas because I was fed up with Peter thinking that he could just swan in and out of both their lives being the drunken mess he is, I slammed the door in her face when I got to my mums"

"Do you remember what time this was?"

"Uhh, around eleven maybe later? It was tipping with rain outside I think and yeah I could hardly see her because it was so heavy"

"Right thank you Mr Tilsley" Carla smiles passing the notes to Alex "Can you go and check these for me?"

"Of course" Alex smiles leaving the room, Carla sighs and leans back in her chair

"Do you know anyone who may want to do this to Leanne?"

"Nope" Nick breathes out "If I did then I would tell you but I have no clue, she was my girlfriend"

"She was also your wife who you had a temper with in the past-"

"Down to a brain injury" he points out "I'm better now"

"With the possibility of more violent outbursts" Carla points out, Nick sighs and shakes his head "You've had a violent outburst since then, you cant sit here and tell me that you haven't"

"I would never kill Leanne, I loved her"

"Sometimes love drives you to do the craziest things accident or not," Carla says leaning forward "If your mother does not come back and tell us that you were with her all night then we may have to charge you"

"Well we'll just have to hope then" he mutters as Carla smirks, Alex beckons Carla out of the room causing her to sigh and leave

"He was there all night"

"Right" Carla bites her lip internally panicking knowing Peter would go down for this as his DNA was on the body "I guess we have to let him go then?"

"Yeah" Alex sighs as they enter the room "You're free to go Nick"

"Finally" he groans getting up and leaving the room, Carla looks at Alex who was sighing slightly

"Let's get Peter back in then" Alex suggests, Carla nods slowly "Are you ok with that? You don't seem it"

"Yeah I'm fine I'm just confused" she admits, Alex nods slowly "Surely someone must have seen something?"

"It was late at night on a work night its unlikely, most people stay in don't they?"

"Yeah I guess, let's get Peter in and we'll go from there, we'll arrest actually" Carla confirms knowing that if she just asked him in for questioning Alex and her department would question it...

Carla and Alex made their way to the street, they were so nosey and irritating she couldnt wait for this case to be over and she just hoped that Peter didnt get sent down for this as he could blow her cover and had her right over a barrel she just hoped and prayed that he wouldn't. They arrested him causing the gossip mill to spread wildly and Carla to look at Peter through the rear-view mirror, he smirked at her causing her to shiver and turn her eyes to the road and soon enough they arrived at the station with all the paparazzi camera taking pictures of them all and at that point, it sunk in how popular this case was in the press; she couldnt fail now, she wouldn't and more importantly, she wasn't going to give up.

"Are you leading or am I?" Alex questions, Carla sighs pinching the bridge of her nose "Hey? Are you ok?"

"It's just that this is huge" she admits, Alex nods slowly "What happens if we've got the wrong person?"

"Everything points to him Carla, everything. DNA on the victim's body, he's unable to say where he was that night and he has a tendency to be violent from looking at his records and all of those drunken arguments where he got arrested, he has form Carla"

"I guess" she mutters looking into the interview room "I'll lead this time you've done enough for today"

"Are you sure?"

"You'd be helping me with typing up the case notes if you could?" she bites her lip, Alex nods kissing her on the cheek she frowns "What was that?"

"Instinct" he smirks as Carla rolls her eyes and heads into the interview room

"Peter" Carla smiles sitting down "As you know you're been arrested"

"And will probably be let off," he says raising his eyebrows, she shakes her head "Now remember we had a deal"

"We did" she confirms shaking her head "Go on blow your cover because I think you know exactly who did this"

"Really?" he frowns leaning forward, he reaches out and strokes her cheek causing her to bite her lip "And who do you think did it then? You can't pin it on Nicky boy so...who then?"

"It interesting really" she whispers with a smirk, Peter narrows his eyes "Because Nick said some interesting things"

"Did he now?" he whispers linking his fingers through Carla's she removes her hand from the table "So what did Nick say?"

"That your son came to stay at his flat that evening, you said he was with you all evening"

"Well he could have gone there I guess, I wouldn't blame him I was drunk or hellbent on drinking" he shrugs leaning back against his chair and folding his arms across his chest "So tell me, Carla, what do you know?"

"You and me both know you didnt do it but I think you know exactly who did" she whispers shaking her head "Its a shame because my department is intrigued in arresting you for this and putting this case to rest"

"Are they?" he questions shifting in his seat ever so slightly as the heel of Carla's shoe runs up the inside of his leg "I guess that is the aim of your job isnt it?"

"Exactly and if I'm honest I'm really interested in putting it to rest as well, so I'm going to ask you a question Peter, no cameras on, no interview, no officers in the setting before we start the legit interview. Who murdered Leanne?"

"What happens if I don't tell you?"

"So you do know?"

"You know that I know and I think you know who it is" he smirks leaning forward, she bites her lip and leans forward as well looking into his eyes "Don't you?"

"Assumptions never go down well Peter"

"I bet they don't" he smirks looking into her eyes, she looks into his as his hand reaches out to rest on her cheek, he brushes his lips against hers causing her to pull away "Meet me at that bar we met up at eleven tonight, your job right now is to get me out of here"

"We'll see," she says as Alex enters the room "Shall we start then?"

"Oh yeah?" he questions looking between them both, he sits down and begins the interview...

Somehow she managed to get him off, Alex didnt cotton on to what she knew and that was something that she thanked him for. It really was a fortunate series of events, Alex had worked on secretly getting footage from the hotel Peter was staying out and it turned out the story he told Carla was true, he was really just visiting his family which led Carla to feel really guilty as she doubted his truth and the lies she told, she just wished that she was honest with him now. Alex didnt question it as Carla manipulated him to believe that Peter's timeline of events that night fit in with the timeline of the murder and with the CCTV footage obtained it really did look that way. Anyway, Carla went home after a stressful day at work, she had some food then got ready to go out making sure she wore something suitable, yet again she didnt know why she did it dressing up the way she did, was she after something she didnt know but either way she was determined to keep her composure.

"Here" she uses her finger to push her glass forward towards the bartender "The same again"

"I'll pay for this" Peter appears by her side, she smiles slightly and watches him pay "A glass of lemonade for me"

"Being a good little alcoholic now are we?" she queries, he smirks picking up his glass and smirking

"Of course, always am" he smirks guiding her over to the sofas, she crosses her legs and he sits beside her "So then"

"You were the one who wanted to meet"

"You were the one with the questions and the answers to those questions"

"Hardly Peter" she rolls her eyes raising her glass to her lips, he smirks at her and places his hand on her thigh

"You do like to take liberties dont you?"

"I know you like it"

"The arrogance you have never did help you even in the interview room, what makes you think it'll help you in this scenario?"

"Who killed Leanne then?"

"Now the night is still young Peter" she taps the side of her nose "Now tell me what you know about that night, no cameras, no one walking in"

"I saw your little crony, what's his name... Anderson pecking you on the cheek"

"Jealous were we?"

"Even so, you're a flirtatious and pretentious little thing"

"Jealousy doesn't suit you," she remarks fluttering her eyelashes "And why would I give you all that I know, I think you should know I keep all of my cards close to my chest"

"And thats because you don't want anyone encroaching on your little set-up you have" he responds with a scoff, he picks up his lemonade "Now Carla we can do this the easy way or the hard way"

"And what does the hard way entail?" she questions looking into his eyes, he leans forward and hooks a couple of fingers under her chin so she could feel his breath on her face

"Me and you, going back to that hotel room I have..." he trails off, she licks her lips and leans in to kiss him, their tongues massaging one another's, he takes her hand and drags her out of the bar and down to the hotel he was staying at, they head up to the room and he immediately shoves her up against the door, she smirks as they continue to kiss, she knew she was playing with fire and thats when she dragged him over to the bed, he climbed on top of her and it wasn't long before she flipped him over, she grabbed some linen and tied his hands together and onto the headboard, she glares at him and kisses him, before she pulls away and smirks triumphantly

"Now why don't you tell me what your son was doing on the night of that murder"