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Chapter 20

The Interrogation

Kim's pov.

The minutes felt like hours and the hours felt like days… I turned slightly, looking at the clock on the wall. 3pm. They had all left me alone to rest, problem was, I had way too much to think of and I hadn't gotten any sleep because of it. I wanted out of here. The drugs I'd been given kept me drowsy as if they were trying to force me to go to sleep. I fought them though. I needed to stay awake in case anyone would come and bring me some news about Jack.

The traumatic scene from yesterday kept repeating itself inside my head. The more I thought about it the more questions popped up. At first I had been worried sick about Jack –and I still was- but other things had started to pass my mind, like; why was Mark doing this? Was Tess a part of it? How had they managed to take him? Why Jack? Where were they?

The questions increased in numbers as the time slowly went by. They made my head feel heavy and it became harder to stay awake. It wasn't long until everything melted together in a blur and darkness took over…

I shivered slightly, the lack of light made it very hard to see. The walls around me were made out of rocks and seemed to endlessly continue into the complete darkness. Was I in a cave?

Suddenly I heard someone approaching me from the shadows. I looked in the direction of the sound, getting ready to fight. Whatever was lurking around in the dark didn't have good intentions. I could feel that.

I nervously waited for the creature to appear, getting more anxious for every second passing by. Would I be able to take it down by myself?

As on cue a hand was placed on my shoulder and a deep voice spoke to me.

"Don't worry. We can take him together." I felt a lot more confident by the strangers reassuring words.

Once the figure came into reach, we attacked him. The fight was hard and I had to use all my skills to be able to finally flip him to the ground. As he lay on the floor, I took hold of his arms, making sure he couldn't get back up while the stranger brought out a dagger and pierced his chest. He gasped and his arms went limp in my grip.

"Kim…help…" My eyes widened. I recognized that voice. Looking down, I met the face of the boy I love.

"Jack…?" I asked confused, eying the blood that stained his shirt. "No, no, no." I shook my head, tears forming in my eyes. "No Jack, don't leave me!"

"He's already gone." The stranger's deep voice came from above. He kneeled down next to me, his green eyes looking into mine. "Thank you for helping me take him down." He smirked. "I couldn't have done it without you."

"No, no…Jack" I started to shake him. Gently at first, but when he didn't respond I got more violent. "Jack…I didn't mean to… Jack...! Please wake up… JACK!"

I woke up by the sound of my own voice. Relieved that it was just a dream, I rubbed my eyes. It only took me a few seconds though until the dreadful feeling from the dream was back, realizing that the reality was almost as bad. Betraying the one person I cared most for in this world, I had helped Mark to keep Jack from getting away. The normally so tough and strong Jack had been tied down with chains, making him completely helpless, and all because of me. A sickening feeling filled my guts. Mark could literally do anything he wanted to him and that man's already proven to be sick enough to try to kill me. Had he tried to kill Jack too? The logical part of my brain told me that if he'd made an attempt of doing so, he'd most likely succeeded, which meant…

I was thankfully interrupted from my thoughts as the door opened. Swallowing down the lump in my throat that's been growing ever since I woke up, I eyed my visitors. It was a nurse followed by my mum. They both gave me a smile, which I tried to return as good as I could.

"How are you feeling, honey?" My mum asked almost instantly, making me roll my eyes slightly. How many times had they asked that question already?

"I'm fine." I said as convincing as possible. Physically it was almost true but my emotions were far from fine. I was still worried sick for my dearest friend.

"Well everything seems to be in order." The nurse stated as she checked the monitors.

"Is there anything you want?" My mother wondered, standing next to my bed now. "Are you hungry?"

I thought about that for a moment. The truth was; I was hungry, but I didn't feel like eating and I wasn't sure if I would be able to stop the food from coming back up if I did.

"I don't know…"

"They're serving Spaghetti Bolognese in the cafeteria. I could bring some to you." She looked at me, waiting for my answer. The mention of food caused my stomach to growl.

"Yeah…maybe a little spaghetti would be nice." I said, caving in for my empty stomach, even though I probably wouldn't be able to eat.

"I'll be back in a minute." Mum smiled, squeezing my hand before leaving me alone with the nurse who was busy changing my IV bag.

A pretty awkward silence filled the room for a brief moment before it was interrupted by a knock on the door. We both looked up in surprise as a quite heavy built man entered. He looked to be around his forties and had a slightly bald head.

"Hello, I'm Chief Inspector Graham." He introduced himself, immediately causing the sickening feeling in my stomach to grow. "I would like to speak with Miss Kim Crawford." I shot up in bed, but almost fell back down again by the dizziness the quick movement caused, not to mention the pain that went through the stitches.

"Is it about Jack?" I blurted out, trying to keep myself from falling. "Have you found him?" I wanted him to say yes, of course, but I also dreaded that maybe they'd just found his body… "Is he alright?" I already knew he wasn't okay though, he hadn't been yesterday and he most certain wouldn't be today… While I've been throwing out my questions, the nurse had changed the bed and fluffed the pillows, piling them behind my back so that I could rest against them. Mr Graham sighed as if he was deciding what to say.

"Yes, it's about Jack, Miss." He started, before turning to the nurse. "I would much like to talk to Miss Crawford alone… It's a police matter." He explained, trying not to sound rude.

"Yes of course, sir. Sorry" She excused and headed for the door. Just before closing it behind her she turned to me and said." If you need anything, just call."

The door closed and I quickly looked back at the man who maybe had all the answers to the questions I've been dying to ask.

He took a seat in the chair next to my bed and cleared his throat. I was so eager to hear what he had to say that I almost forgot to breathe.

"Well, as you know Jack Brewer has been missing since Sunday and no one has seen or heard anything that could lead us to him. That was until last night when you stumbled upon him in Mark Greene's house." He gave me a look, trying to read my expression, as I listen to what he had to say. "…but now he's gone once again." I looked down, trying to hide my disappointment. So they hadn't found him. "I've been assigned to solve this case and I can assure you that I will do everything within my power to get this boy back alive." He said, making my hope grow and I met his eyes again. "However, I'm gonna need some help from you." He smiled a little at the confused look on my face. "I would like you to tell me exactly what happened last night, with as much details as you can remember."

I thought for a moment. Where should I start…?

"I had just finished my practice at the dojo and was on my way home…" I hesitated. Was that really how it all started? Hadn't I met Mark twice that day, before my practice? He had asked for me at the dojo… I stared at the wall in front of me as I realized that it hadn't been a coincidence. Mark had been looking for me. And he'd found me. I can't believe that I walked right into a trap… It was a very disturbing thought, knowing that someone had been –and probably still was- hunting me.

"Miss…?" Inspector Graham said, sending me back to reality.

"Oh…sorry." I excused, looking at him. His eyes were scanning me carefully, as if he was trying to see right through me, which made me feel uncomfortable. Could I trust him? I tried to shake the thought out of my head. Of course I could trust him. He's trying to help Jack to get back home… but then again I had just been fooled by the man who tried to kill me, believing that he would never even think about hurting me…

"I was on my way home and decided to take a detour to Jerry's house to..." I said. I'm not good at lying but technically I didn't lie, so it worked out better then expected. "…to return his sister's scissors." I added quickly. Why was I changing the story?

"She forgot it in the dojo." I explained, pretty satisfied with how I got things together.

"So who is this Jerry?" He asked me.

"Just a friend. He trains at the same dojo and we go to school together."

"I see." He nodded slightly. "So you went to his house?"

"Well…not really…I went to it but I'd never entered." I said as I figured that they would most likely wanna interrogate Jerry, and he would not be bright enough not to tell them that I was never there. "Instead I walk over to the house were Mark lives with his daughter. He just came home from work… yeah that's what he did." I smiled, choosing my words carefully. But no matter how hard I tried I seemed to get deeper and deeper into a real mess. "That's how he got my attention… so after he'd gone inside, I'd reached the house and I knocked on the door."

"Why?" His eyes were piercing me as I searched my mind for a good explanation.

"I wanted to talk to his daughter Tess." I answered after some hesitation.

"About what?"

"About…" I didn't get to say more before I was cut off by the door opening. Thank God for that… I needed time to think about my answer, because I didn't really have one. The reason why I'd knocked on the door was to check if Tess was alive… which doesn't make any sense. I mean who does something like that? My intuition had been very strong though. I don't know why, but something had told me to get to the bottom with this Tess thing and that it somehow would lead me to Jack… and I had been right. A part of me wanted to believe that it was due to the deep connection between Jack and me that had led me to him. And who knows, maybe it was… but probably not.

"I brought you some dinner, dear." Mum said as she entered, balancing a tray with food on it in one hand while closing that door with her other. She stopped just before reaching my bed as she noticed the man sitting next to me.

"Good day Ma'am." He greeted. "I am Chief Inspector Graham. I'm here due to the events taking place yesterday." She relaxed a little.

"Good day Sir. I'm Mrs Crawford, Kim's mother." I could hear the tension in her voice.

"Nice to meet you Mrs Crawford." He said politely. "I was just talking to your daughter about last night." My mum shot me a worried look.

"Are you sure you're feeling well enough to do this now, honey?" I gave her a small nod.

"Yes." I answered. "Jack's in trouble and the sooner they find him the better. And if this is the only thing that I can contribute with, then I wanna do it…" Mr Graham smiled satisfying. I felt unease again as I watched his expression. Now, why did I feel that? He cleared his throat.

"If you'll excuse us Mrs Crawford, but we need to get back to… our conversation." I could tell he chose his words carefully, not willing to upset mum. She was still pretty tense. "We would prefer to be left alone." Mum shot him a glare, which he noticed. "It's a police matter." He said holding up his badge to show that it was true. She couldn't really argue with that. Sighing, she put the tray down on the small table that could be arranged to be placed in the bed, before lifting the whole table and placing it in front of me.

"I'll be right outside, if you'll need me." She said and gave me a peck on the cheek before leaving. Mr Graham changed his position in the chair slightly, turning his attention to me again, causing me to cringe ever so slightly.

"Em…do you mind if I…" I gestured towards the food.

"No, no go a head." He nodded in approval, while I started to shove some spaghetti into my mouth. I was grateful that I had it, because now I could use the eating as an excuse not to answer his questions immediately if I needed time to think.

"So you finished your practice around…?"

"6 pm." I filled in for him.

"Right… and then you walked to your friend Jerry's house, but noticed Mark coming home from work, so you decided to go over there and knock on the door…" He gave me a strange look. Forcing more food into my mouth I gave him a nod. "You wanted to talk to Teresa or Tess as you called her, about the karate tournament…" I stopped in the middle of a chew. I don't think I mentioned anything about a karate tournament. Slowly starting to chew again I thought about telling him, but I quickly realized that if I did that I would need to come up with some other reason to why I had visit her.

"Yes." I said simply, trying to hide my uncertainty. The Chief Inspector leaned back in the chair, crossing his arms.

"You do realize, that Teresa was killed in a car crash two weeks ago?" I felt the colour drain from my face. Obviously he'd figured out that I wasn't telling the whole truth, and I wondered briefly what would happen next. Could I be thrown in jail for this? Probably not, but at that moment I feared it.

It looked as if he was about to say something but then he stopped himself as to rethink his words. I swallowed down the food I'd had in my mouth, not knowing what I should answer.

"Did you ever noticing anything weird going on around Jack? Someone acting weird or some strange things taking place lately?" He asked, changing the subject. I seared my mind for anything like that, but without success.

"No…" I shook my head. "Not that I can recall."

"There haven't been anyone trying to contact him?"

"No." I said once again, as he seemed to take in my answers.

"Are you absolutely sure?" I sighed and really tried to think hard.

"I haven't noticed anything." I said honestly.

"Okay…When you were…" He was cut off by a small melody coming from his pocket. "Excuse me Miss." He apologized as he brought out his phone and held it to his ear. "Hello…uhum…yes." Checking his watch, he rose from the chair. "Are they sure?...the basement yes…" He seemed a little stressed as he walked over to the window. "I see… No." I think I stopped breathing as I tried to concentrate on what he was saying. Who was he talking to? "So that means the boy's hur…" He stopped himself, realizing he wasn't alone; he threw me a very quick glance before turning his back to me again. "I'm on my way." He said into his phone before hanging up and started to walk fast towards the door. "Sorry Miss, I've got some urgent business to take care of. I'll come back later." And with that he disappeared through the door.

I sat frozen in bed, trying to process what had just happened.

The whole interrogation had caught me of guard and I hadn't been able to give him the right information. Not that I was entirely sure that I wanted to… That's another thing that was weird. Why did I feel like I couldn't trust him?

I leant back against the pillows, my brain running on full speed. He hadn't gotten much out of me… but maybe I had gotten something out of him…

Why had he mentioned the karate tournament? He hadn't caught himself bringing it up either, so that probably meant that he must've made up his mind about that the tournament played an important role. The question was why would he be so certain that I wanted to talk to Tess about that? I mean I do karate, so of course I'd be interested in something like that, but Tess…

After a moment it hit me, I had met both her and Mark at the tournament where Jack had done such a great match, only two weeks ago. So adding that up; that must mean that Tess and her father are into karate as well… right?

I blamed the drugs for my slow thinking, knowing that I actually already done that connection, while I was looking in Nelly's scrapbook.

I replayed the scene where Jack had taken a picture with them over and over again inside my head. Trying to find something that would give me some kind of clue to what Mr Graham was talking about.

The tournament had been on a Sunday, two weeks ago and Tess had been there… This meant that we'd seen her on the same day she died… That is if she really was dead. I still wasn't sure about that, even though Mr Graham had told me so.

I sighed. It was all so confusing. Mr Graham had seemed keen to know if I'd noticed anything strange and I hadn't…or had I…? It was much easier to think now when I was alone and it didn't take long until the note Jack got from Tess popped up in my head. How could I forget about that? What was it that it'd said?

It was something about giving him a sponsorship and they wanting to meet him behind the gym… without anyone knowing about it…

My eyes widened slightly when I realized that they hadn't just been interested in karate. They'd been interested in Jack and done multiple attempts to get him, without any of us noticing it. How could I be so stupid?

Of course, this was what Mr Graham suspected too. Mr Graham… Why did he run off like that? Having heard only one side of the phone call, it really made no sense to me… Although a few words had stuck in my mind; basement and boy, and there was yet another word, a half one that I tried my best to ignore, but it still hunted me…

I knew that they must've been talking about Jack. Who else could it be?

Eyeing my meal, I felt my stomach turn. Suddenly I wasn't so hungry anymore. I wanted out of this place… I needed to, for Jack's sake.

I had so many questions that needed answers… Luckily I think I might just know someone who can give them to me. It was impossible for me to get to this person now though; and if I did, I couldn't do much anyway. I had no other choice than to face the fact that it would have to wait until tomorrow, when I was good to go home. I just prayed that it wouldn't be too late then…

That was all for now guys...Hope you liked this slightly weird chapter...

Of course there'll be sneak peeks to all who reviews:) and also the more reviews I get the faster I'm gonna post the next chapter ( written from Jack's pov...)

/MJ