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Isaac

Emma gives me a confused glance when Luke and I arrive at her door with the swarm of police officers. She wears casual shorts and a tank top with her blonde hair in a ponytail.

“Can I help you?” she asks with an attitude.

“We need to ask you some questions about your whereabouts last night,” a police officer informs her, showing her the ID in the investigation bag.

Emma throws the front door open.

“Come on it, I guess. I just hope you don’t expect me to offer you coffee or anything,” she says.

She sits at her kitchen bar and takes a sip from her mug while two police investigators enter as well as Luke and me.

“Well, what do you want to know?” Emma demands.

“Do you know anything about the fire yesterday?” the police officer asks.

“Of course. My dad is the fire captain,” Emma informs them.

“So you know a lot about fire, huh?” the cop presses her.

“I guess. Why?” Emma wonders, obviously seeing that they suspect her.

“We just have a responsibility to look into every clue we find,” the officer explains.

“You mean that you don’t have any leads. You find something I lost and pray it helps you come up with an answer that will satisfy the public and your bosses,” Emma calls him out.

“I don’t think you did it. I just want to know if you saw anything,” the cop lies to her.

“No. I don’t even know how my ID got there. I didn’t go anywhere near the fire last night,” Emma insists.

“Where did you go last night?” the officer asks.

Emma’s face gets red. I know she doesn’t want to slip about her career and risk her father finding out.

“None of your damn business,” Emma responds.

“Look, you need to tell us. Otherwise, it makes you look more suspicious,” the officer explains to her.

“I don’t need to tell you anything. Also, what about my right to privacy?” Emma retorts.

“Failure to cooperate will not look good,” the officer tells her again.

My mind goes back to our encounter at the club when I messed up. Maybe I can make up for my rudeness by helping her now.

“I know her whereabouts last night,” I speak up.

The whole room, including Luke, gives me a bewildered look.

“Where?” Luke pries.

“We were together,” I say.

“You didn’t think to tell us beforehand?” the police officer inquires of me.

I shake my head, not sure how to answer.

“You were together the whole night?” Luke wants to know.

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