Here's the next chapter that you all have been waiting for! The heat is on!
Sorry I haven't updated in a while, life's been busy. I finally found a new barn to board my horse and I am getting Coturnix Quail to hatch out! So exciting!
Do any of you guys own horses in Oregon?
Thanks for reading!
Roy walked into the room where Jean was being held and stood in front of him.
"Are you ready to admit to the murders yet?" Roy asked Jean with seething eyes. "Allow me bring some comfort to the poor families." He said.
Jean folded his hands on the table and looked up at Roy with a smile. "I would admit to them," He said, "If it was me who did them." He said.
Roy glared down at Jean and folded his arms. "Right, right." He breathed out. "So you're saying we got the wrong man and all that, huh?" He asked, rolling his eyes.
Jean nodded and leaned back in his chair. "Yep. It's obvious it wasn't me. " He said, flicking absentmindedly at his shirt sleeve.
Roy frowned at him. "Oh, and why's that?" He asked with mock amusement.
Jean scoffed. "You don't even notice when you're in the same room with the murderer." He said, looking towards the door with a bored expression.
Jean looked back at Roy. "You don't notice, do you?" He asked with raised brows.
Roy smirked. "Yeah I know who the murder is. He's right in front of me." He said, walking closer to Jean and pulling out a chair. He sat down and rested his hands on the table.
"Now you can either make this easy on yourself or hard, it's your choice." Roy said calmly.
Jean chuckled. "Do you even see through the lies? I bet you're smitten with his bright smile, aren't you? That's how he always gets his next victim." He said, shaking his head with a carefree smile.
Roy leaned forward. "I have no idea what you're even babbling on about." He hissed. "Why not just admit to the murders so I can go home." He snarled.
"Because I didn't do them, that's why. I do, however, know who killed those people." Jean said. "Let me help you. Maybe we can work something out." Jean said with Cheshire smile.
Roy rolled his eyes. "Right, and it'll all just be flowers and rainbows, huh?" He said. "You do notice people have died." He spat.
Jean shook his head. "I only killed that man outside of your house and that was because he owed me money. The others aren't my doings." He explained.
Roy clenched his fists and slammed them down on the table, making Jean flinch. "Damn it! Just tell me you murdered them!" He yelled.
Jean shook his head. "It's a boy who did it. I know him and have for quite some time now. I mean, I don't like him by any means, but I know him." He rambled on.
Roy gritted his teeth and leaned into Jean's light blue eyes. "Just tell me who killed those people." He breathed heatedly.
"A boy with blond hair." Jean said quickly.
Roy's eyes widened slightly and he pulled away from Jean. "Impossible. We have your DNA at the scene." He said.
Jean nodded. "Doesn't surprise me. That kid is good at planting evidence." He mused.
Roy started pacing the room like a caged tiger. "So what you're telling me is that a young boy has killed women? Why would a child do that?" He asked with annoyance.
"How should I know? Why don't you go ask him." Jean said.
Roy stopped pacing and he looked to Jean with confusion. "What are you talking about?" He asked.
Jean grinned. "You still haven't connected the pieces yet, even after all I've told you? Wow. Remind me to never play a puzzle game with you." He chuckled.
Roy tore a chair from the table and threw it across the room, making it bang loudly into the wall. "Damn it! Tell me what you're talking about!" He demanded.
Jean sighed. "Well you're no fun. Fine. Ask the demon child that shares a house with you why he kills people in the night. But be warned, he might attack you. I got attacked by him once, left me many scars..." He shivered.
"You're lying!" Roy roared, glaring at him with seething eyes.
Jean shrugged. "Why would I?" He asked.
"To just play with me! That's how you get your rocks off!" Roy hissed, throwing up his arms and pacing once more.
"To solve all of this wondering, just go and talk to him. But you might want to close off all exits first because he will run." Jean said. "Anyways, I'm done talking until we can work out a deal." He said. He leaned back in his chair and folded his arms.
Roy shook his head. "I've heard enough out of you." He said. He turned and walked out the door, leaving Jean alone.
Roy felt mixed up. Edward wouldn't have lied to him, couldn't have.
Roy eyed Jean through the two-way mirror and considered everything he had heard.
What if it was true?
Roy shook away that thought and focused on what mattered now. He had to find Mae's and find out the truth, once and for all.
Roy walked down the hall and spotted Hawkeye. He jogged up to her and looked into her face.
Hawkeye looked at the floor briefly then met Roy's eyes. "There's been new evidence brought in by Mae's." She said before Roy had a chance to ask anything.
Roy stared with his mouth gaped like a fish out of water. "What new evidence?" He asked.
Hawkeye frowned at him and sighed. "You'll have to talk to Mae's if you want to know more." She said and turned to walk away.
Hawkeye paused in mid stride and looked back at Roy with a deep scowl. "You're not going to like what you hear." She warned then walked away.
Roy frowned at that and went in search of Mae's. All the while, his heart clenched at what he might hear.
He didn't want any of this to be true. It couldn't be, he told himself. He forced all of those thoughts down when he saw Mae's pacing in the hall outside of his office.
Mae's saw Roy and paused in his pacing as he walked up to Roy. "Hey Buddy." He said in a small voice.
"Hawkeye said you have new information to give me? What is it?" Roy asked frantically.
Maes held up a file and the piece of black fabric they had found at the scene of the murder. "I'll warn you, you're not gonna like what I'm about to tell you." Maes said as he handed the file to Roy.
Roy took it and thumbed through it. He slowly looked up at Maes with wide eyes. "This can't be right?" He said quietly.
Mae's nodded grimly. "I'm afraid it is. All evidence points to him. I'm sorry Roy." Mae's said, patting Roy on the shoulder.
Roy hardly felt the pat as his shocked mind tried to comb over what he had seen. It couldn't be true, no way.
Roy shook his head and shoved the file back into Mae's hand. "This isn't the truth, and I'll prove it." He said, meeting Mae's eyes with fierce determination.
Mae's eyes widened and he held up a hand. "You can't go there! He's dangerous, he's killed people!" He said.
Roy pushed past him and kept walking, ignoring all of Mae's shouts. He was going to find out the truth, even if it killed him.
He stormed to his car and drove home. He fumbled for the keys and burst in to his dark house.
"Edward, where are you?" Roy called through the silence.
Edward walked in from the kitchen and stood in front of Roy with a confused looked on his face. "What are you doing home early?" He asked, stepping closer to Roy.
Roy held up a hand. "Stay where you are." He said as he tossed the black fabric into Edward's hand.
Edward cocked his head and frowned down at it. "What's this supposed to be?" He asked after a moment.
Roy narrowed his eyes and folded his arms. "Why don't you tell me?" He insisted.
Edward met Roy's eyes and gave a small shrug. "What's this about?" He asked after a moment, throwing the fabric back at Roy.
"We've found evidence that you were at the murder scenes. The department thinks you're The Shadow." Roy said.
Edward's eyes widened and he took a step backwards. "Wh-Wha-What? W-w-why would you think that?" He stuttered, his eyes flicked to the door as Police sirens wailed from outside.
Roy looked at the flashing lights and cursed. He held up a hand and took a step forward. "I don't believe that you are but we need to prove it for sure. You need to come down to the station so we can figure this all out." He said. "Please Edward, just come with me." He begged.
Edward shook his head and bumped into the window. He looked wildly around as Police started pounding on the door. He grabbed the window and jerked it open then jumped out and started running.
"Damn it! Edward wait!" Roy called, racing through the door and past the Police.
He chased after Edward until he lost him down an alley. He cursed and stopped, just as Mae's came running up to him.
Roy turned angrily towards Mae's. "You should have given me time to talk to him! He's not a murderer!" He snarled.
Mae's shook his head. "Couldn't take that risk. That boy could very well be The Shadow and he could've killed you." He said then sighed.
Mae's rested a hand on Roy's shoulder. "You are my best friend and I couldn't take that risk. But we will find out if Ed really is The Shadow, I promise you." He said.
