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Chapter [6/20]

Chapter Six; Freddie

"What do you recall on the night of Emily's death, Frederick?"

'It's a bit…blurry to be honest…'

"Tell us everything you remember."

'Well… I was with my girlfriend; we'd spent the morning together.'

The man opposite him looked down and fiddled with his hands. He let out one single sigh and scraped his hair backwards with his hands.

'What?' Freddie asked bemused.

"You're the third witness being questioned. We're not getting anywhere. Do you have anything that could help us or not, Mr Mclair?"

'If you'd have just let me continue…' Freddie started. His eyes rolling.

"Continue…" the interviewer pressed sarcastically. A grin pressed on his face.

'I spent the morning with my girlfriend, Katie. She slept at mine. Late afternoon we got a text from Em saying that they were all meeting up at the pub before heading off to the club.'

Freddie let out a cough, and covered his mouth with his hands.

'We got to the pub and Cook and Effy were already there. They seemed to be there for hours. They were pretty wasted. They were acting really weird…like they kept looking at each other, and like…zipping their lips together then giggling…like they had a secret.'

'Interesting…and then what?'

'Then we sat down and ordered some drinks.'

'Did James and Elizabeth continue drinking at this point?'

'Yeah. We probably shouldn't have let them as they were pretty much out of it…but…anyways then Pandora and Thomas came and sat down with us. They were on the dance floor when Katie and I turned up.'

'Dancefloor? Thought you said it was a pub?'

'Well…not really a dancefloor…They have a widescreen TV on the wall and play music videos…they were dancing near that.'

'Okay, you'd arrived…Elizabeth and James were drunk…Pandora and Thomas sat down after dancing…then what?'

'Panda ordered a massive bowl of chips for all of us to share; said that dancing was tiring work… we ate the chips and then Emily and Naomi arrived. That's when things started to get weird.'

'How so?'

'Well…they looked really happy. They were kissing and cuddling, and holding hands when they walked in and it was really sweet. Then they joined our table…Cook was being weird.'

'Explain.'

'He asked Naomi to talk in private. She said no and that it could wait. He said that it couldn't, and threw the bowl across the room; which smashed. His uncle Keith owned the pub which is why he didn't get thrown out or stopped getting served drinks. And Naomi said he was embarrassing himself and to get over it…'

'Then what did he do?'

'He got up and started hitting on some girl and then not long after that…it happened.'

'How…do you remember?'

'Emily and Naomi got up to order some drinks…and next thing I know, Effy was out of her seat and hitting Emily…and then…'

The main etched a few words down in his journal before meeting his eyes with Freddie's.

'By the time I got to her and pulled her away…Em was bleeding…and…then she just…died…'

'It's been suggested that someone asked Elizabeth to kill Miss Fitch. What do you think about that suggestion?'

'Someone asked Effy to kill Emily? Um…I…I don't know…I don't know who'd hate her that much. She was a lovely girl; wouldn't hurt a fly. I don't know who would even dislike her. Maybe Cook…I don't know. I don't even know why Effy did…she's Naomi's best friend…or was.'

'James Cook, you say?'

'Well…I'm not pointing the finger or anything. Just…he's pretty keen on Naomi, and he's jealous that Emily had her…and he didn't.'

'Interesting. You say you didn't think Effy would hurt her normally?'

'Not at all. There's got to be another reason why. She wouldn't have done it unless she had no other choice…'

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