Mrs. Windsor burst into tears as Chloe was wheeled away in a stretcher, still dazed after losing a lot of blood and almost drowning.
As the police took the shovels from the Windsor’s bodyguards, Chloe’s mom begged them not to destroy her property.
“You will find nothing there!” Mrs. Windsor screamed. “That crazy woman is lying to you” she pointed to Ava, her finger shaking with rage. “You are ruining my perfectly nted garden for no reason.”
It turned out that Mrs. Windsor was right.
After thirty minutes of digging, the police were sweaty and had smudges of dirt on their uniforms and faces, but they didn’t find any trace of human remains.
My stomach stiffened with surprise. How could this be?
“I told you!” Mrs. Windsor gloated. “I told you that you would find nothing.”
But behind her bravado, I could see that she was genuinely surprised that there wasn’t a body buried there.
After that bombshell, the police escorted all of us to the police station. Thankfully, they hadn’t put us in handcuffs, but riding in the back of a cop car still made me uneasy.
The Ld police station was small and dingy. It smelled like burnt coffee and sweat. The floors were scuffed, and the interrogation room that they had ced me in, the white paint peeling on the walls, and the fluorescent light kept flickering above me.
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<b>I </b>was alone in the room with a ck cup of <b>Styrofoam </b><b>coffee </b><b>in </b><b>front </b>of me. I knew that they would put us in different rooms <b>to </b><b>question </b><b>us </b>and see if our stories aligned.
To a heavyset officer with a shining bald head. I gave a detailed ount of every detail I had about Chloe’s crimes and what had happened today. Using my notebook and phone, I provided audio and visual evidence to back up my story.
When I was finished, the officer clicked his pen and closed his spiraled notebook. “This is concrete evidence, Olivia. But the only problem is, there was no evidence found to give credence to the fact that Chloe killed someone, and her mother helped bury the body on their property.”
I opened my mouth to argue, but he lifted his hand. “Mrs. Windsor has denied everything. All that she will say is that her daughter is mentally ill and a pathological liar. She said that Chloe never hurt Russell Lewis, and that is just a story that Chloe tells people to shock them. Mrs. Windsor ims that she and her daughter were at their property today to get away from the city and they had instructed their
bodyguards to dig up some fertile soil so that they could take it home for her garden in the city.”
I sat back in my chair and crossed my arms. “Well, she’s obviously lying,” I said.
The police officer raised his eyebrows. “Mrs. Windsor also ims that you and your friends illegally entered her property after brainwashing Kelly, who is another mentally challenged girl into attacking her daughter. She says that you fed her some story about Chloe killing her high school boyfriend/”
My mouth dropped open in shock. I couldn’t believe how much <i>Mrs. </i>Windsor had twisted the narrative.
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Meanwhile, Ethan, who was in a separate interrogation room from Olivia, was very vague with his statements. The police officer who <b>was </b>interviewing him was bing increasingly frustrated because he wasn’t giving him any useful information.
“So, why were you at the Windsor’s orchard today?” the police officer asked and ran a frustrated hand through his hair.
“Well, as you know, Chloe and I are engaged. My mother, Ame, had lunch with Chloe and her mother earlier today, and they told her that they were going to their property in Ld to go apple picking. I wanted to surprise my bride–to–be,” Ethan exined, then took a sip of
water.
“When you saw that Chloe, the woman who is carrying your child and your future bride, was being attacked, why didn’t you step in to help?” the officer asked and raised a skeptical eyebrow.
“I was trying to figure out a way to protect her that wouldn’t make the situation worse,” Ethan exined. “Since Kelly seemed so unhinged, I figured that if I came running out from my hiding spot, she would slice Chloe’s throat before I could save her.
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In another interrogation room, the Windsor’s bodyguards were stuffed inside one room.
“So, none of you know anything about this supposed dead body that was buried in the property?” a police officer asked. “We have several witnesses and a video saying that you were instructed to dig up the remains of a boy named Russell Lewis.”
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