Alex sat up on the stones. He screamed at the top of his lungs. His cheeks were sticky from the tears.
A family was coming up the steps. Alex screamed at them to go away.
"What's wrong Mr.?" asked the father of the family.
"Do you really want to know what's wrong?" screamed Alex. "Then I'll tell you! My parents were killed in a plane crash when I was young! My uncle raised me believing he was a banker, but he really was a spy for MI6 and he was secretly training me to be a spy! But he was shot by an assassin who I learned worked with my father when he was undercover as an agent with the world's biggest terrorist organization. I was taken by MI6 to do all their dirty work. Do you know why Herod Sayle is missing? He's dead because of me! Did you know that the whole world would be in shadow if I hadn't stopped a man from blowing up Russia with a nuclear blast? And if it wasn't for me, clones of some evil maniac would be running around the world, half the world would have been destroyed by Damian Cray, the pop singer who is now dead because of me, all of England's school children would be dead, and Washington DC would have been crushed by a huge, flaming, space station! And now all because of that, some marine biologist's thug just killed my girlfriend! If you bother to look down the grate, you'll see her body!"
"Honey, I think we should leave and call the troubled boys home," said the mother of the family.
The father looked down the grate. He didn't see Sabina's body. Alex looked down and he didn't see her body either. Alex cursed out loud for letting the man get away. He had taken Sabina's body so there was no evidence.
"What's that behind you?" asked the father.
Alex moved and the family saw the man working for Robert Clay's bloody body.
The mother puked in the grate.
The father took out a cell phone. "Hello officer. We have a murder by an adolescent at the Bunker Hill memorial."
In a minute Alex heard police sirens.
"Come with us," said the father.
Alex walked down the stairs with the family. The mother and the son ahead of him, and the daughter and the father behind him.
Police officers were waiting at the bottom of the stairs. They all had their guns out. One of them handcuffed Alex. Some other police men went up the stairs to investigate.
Alex was lead to the police car and was told to get in. The officer drove them to the police station.
The officer opened the car door and Alex was grabbed and led into the police station.
They walked down the hallways of the police station until they came to a plain wood door. Alex was told to go in. Sitting at the oak desk in the room was another familiar face.