Free Simon Death High by Blair Burden Page B

She would rather see Dr.
Smith's feet at that moment.
    Lucy, who was dressed in a faux fur jacket
and boots, put her cold hands on Linda’s arm, “It's not what you
think!” She began to cry, and tried to get Linda to make eye
contact.
    Linda shoved her away. “Shut up and leave me
alone,” she cried. “Where is Hannah and Michael? Are they okay?
What did you do to them?”
    As if he were being spoken to, Adam turned
to them. “You didn't know?” he said, as he began to cry like a
baby. “Hannah was killed two hours ago.”
    Trying to hold her emotions in, Linda
gasped, “What? You guys killed her?”
    “We didn't kill her!” Lucy said. “I don't
know how she died!”
    “You're a liar!”
    Lucy lifted up her shirt, to expose her
round belly, “I'm pregnant,” she paused and pointed to Adam, “I
didn't want to tell you, but we are going to work things out
now.”
    Linda rolled her eyes, “I'm so confused; my
head hurts—there is way too much to gather in.” She stared at Adam
who was emotionless, almost as if he weren't there. “What does this
have to do with Hannah?”
    The gang stiffened up as Tyler walked over
to them. He looked as if he hadn't slept in weeks as he rubbed his
chin, “Don't look too shocked. I ate some spoiled fish, so when I
heard you guys running, I came looking for you guys. I'm sorry you
guys. I feel like a failure not knowing this whole time.”
    “Not knowing what?” Adam said.
    “About the murderer,” he snapped. “We know
who it is and he was right there in front of me every day.”
    “Adam?” Linda mumbled and pointed at him.
“It's him?”
    “No!” Adam snapped. “It wasn't me. I
swear!”
    Tyler pulled out a photo of Michael Rose
from his folder and handed it to them, “Before he moved here, he
lived in California where is mother tried to kill him. He went nuts
some say, and he's had a history of violence. He would be the last
person to expect to do such a terrible thing.”
    “But, he's my best friend,” Linda cried and
she shook her head to reality. “He would never do such a thing.
Plus, that doesn't even make sense. Michael grew up in Idaho.”
    “He's also a murderer,” Tyler said.
    “No, no, you said he grew up in
California...that's a lie. And his mother never tried to kill
him...she died in a car accident,” Linda added.
    “No, you're wrong...he's a murderer,” Tyler
snapped. “Just listen to me.”
    “But why? Why is he killing all these people
from our high school?” Linda said. “Yourstory doesn't add up.
You're not making sense.”
    “I'm not sure what his intentions are, but
he's dangerous and he's still loose.”
    Lucy began to laugh, “You think we believe
you? Michael didn't kill Hannah.”
    “He did too and you guys know about it,”
Tyler said. “So, speak now.”
    “I bet Hannah isn't even dead,” Lucy mocked.
“You're just trying to make us crack.”
    Linda agreed and whispered, “Michael is too
much of a baby...he doesn't even like talking about people.”
    Tyler rolled his eyes, angry that he didn't
put a good enough story together. “We are going to take all you
guys into interrogation to ask you some questions. This case is
still not done yet,” Tyler said. “We promise we will keep you guys
safe.”
    Tyler nodded for Lucy to come into
questioning first. Since she couldn't shut up, he expected her to
say the lease. The chatterboxes always said the lease because they
knew their rights.
    She dragged her feet into the dark room and
sat at the end of the table. She had seen many law shows and knew
that one of the walls was a window and someone had to be watching
her. The last time she was in an interrogation room was for
punching a woman at the mall when she was twelve. It was actually
the same room, she smiled at the wonderful memories.
    She lifted her heavy hair and flipped it to
her right side. She tried to control her trembling hands as Tyler
stood over her. She didn't know why she was so shaky, considering
she didn't