CHAPTER THREE

Water gushed behind the 'gang' as they all lounged around the fountain eating their lunch. Stu sat behind Indie nibbling on her ear. To the outsiders, they looked like a real couple and no matter how much the pair wished they were, neither one of them had the guts to tell the other how they felt.

Stu also had an arm wrapped around Indie's shoulder in a way of comforting her for what happened. Despite putting on a brave face, he knew how upset she really was.

"Why the hell would they ask you if you like to hunt?" Indie demanded, after the group discussed how their 'interviews' went.

"They found the bodies gutted." Randy said with relish.

"Thank you, Randy." Billy said sarcastically, trying to get him to shut up because of the look on Indie's face.

"They didn't ask me if I liked to hunt." Tatum said, sounding a little crestfallen.

"Because there is no way a girl could've killed them." Stu replied. Indie pinched his thigh in protest causing him to let out a little shriek.

"That is so sexist. The killer could easily be a female, Basic

Extinct." Indie said matter-of-factly.

"That was an ice pick, not exactly the same thing." Randy shot her down.

"Yeah, Casey and Steve were completely hollowed out. And the fact

is it takes a man to do something like that."

Indie's grip on Stu's hand tightened and mentally berating himself for hi scomment, he wrapped her into a hug.

"Or a man's mentality." Tatum sassed.

"Nice one, Tay." Indie complimented.

"How do you...gut someone?" Sydney asked awkwardly.

"Why the fuck would you want to know?" Indie snapped.

"You take a knife and you slit them from groin to sternum."

Indie spat out the part of her sandwich that was in her mouth and passed the rest of it to Stu. Her face had gone a pale, sickly colour. Normally this stuff wouldn't bother her but this was real. They were talking about how her best friend had died. Sidney looked disgusted about the response to her question.

"Hey, it's called tact, you fuckrag." Stu growled, whacking Randy on the head.

"Sorry, Indie." Randy mumbled. However, the only response he got was a little noise. Indie had her head buried in Stu's neck and despite how much it was tickling him, he let her take comfort in the hiding.

"Hey Stu, didn't you used to date Casey?" Sydney asked.

Stu felt Indie tense at the mention of that. Despite Casey being the one who introduced Stu and Indie, their relationship was a no-talk-zone for the two best friends. It hadn't ended well between Casey and Stu and Indie had been stuck in the middle of the two.

"Yeah for like two seconds." Stu played it off.

"Before she dumped him for Steve." Randy sniggered.

"I thought you dumped her for me." Tatum frowned.

Tatum and Stu had lasted two weeks before the two of them wanted to strangle each other and decided to break out. Unbeknownst to Indie, the two only went out to make Indie jealous and get her to confess her feelings. It hadn't worked.

"He's full of shit." Stu defended.

"Are the police aware you dated the victim?" Randy questioned.

"What are you trying to say, that I killed her?" Stu started to get angry and so Indie moved away from him, knowing he would get up and try to hit Randy soon.

"It would sure improve your high school "Q"." Randy spat back.

"Stu was with me last night." Tatum spoke up, watching the hurt look flick across Indie's face.

"Why were you two together?" The elder Prescott twin asked.

"Homework." Tatum and Stu said at the same time.

Obviously nobody believed that and Indie couldn't help feeling upset that Stu hadn't told her the he and Tatum were back together. Stu tried not to tell Indie there and then the he and Tatum were planning ways to get Indie to like him but he had to defend himself against Randy who kept accusing him of murder.

"I didn't kill anybody." Stu finally yelled, sick and tired of the accusation.

"Nobody said you did." Billy clapped his best friend on the back.

Indie was getting sick and tired of all the murder talk and was packing her stuff back in her bag to leave when Randy said something that almost made Indie cry again.

"Did you really put her liver in the mailbox? Cause I heard that

they found her liver in the mailbox next to her spleen and

pancreas."

"Randy you goon, I'm trying to eat here." Tatum complained.

"She's getting mad alright? You better liver alone. Liver alone!"

Gagging, Indie made a mad dash towards the toilets where she promptly emptied her stomach into the toilet bowl. Despite how terrible the death of her mother was, this one was worse. Much worse. This wasn't just random murder, this was planned and thought out. The only question is; why would someone do this and who?