Filed to story: Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia & Ethan)
“No, that’s not what happened, and you know it, Mrs. Windsor,” Ethan said coldly. “I witnessed the entire thing.”
Chloe’s moms face paled.
The police assessed the situation and after they made sure that Kelly’s knife had been lost in the bottom of the pond-which was the only weapon-they lowered their guns and called the EMT’s to transport Chloe to the hospital because of her multiple stab wounds.
Mrs. Windsor stood up on shaking legs and staggered to Ethan, placing her hands on his chest. “Please, as Chloe’s future husband, will you go with her to the hospital?”
Ethan’s face was a mask of indifference as he stepped away from Mrs. Windsor. “No, I will not. I have to go to the station so that I can give my statement.”
Mrs. Windsor’s eyes widened with horror. “Your statement for what?” she whispered, but it seemed like she already knew the answer.
“My statement about hearing a confession to murder,” Ethan said.
“Why would you do that?” Mrs. Windsor snapped. “Chloe is carrying your child.”
“I will not lie for her,” Ethan said, and his eyes hardened. “I will not sacrifice my morals for her. I’m not you, Mrs. Windsor “
I sort of understood where Ethan was coming from after everything that he had witnessed today, but it was still shocking to see how he could change his allegiance to someone so quickly. I couldn’t believe that he had watched his future bride fight for her life, and he didn’t even lift one finger to help her. Ethan was selfish, and he wouldn’t dare help anyone if it meant that he could somehow be negatively impacted
This realization made bile rise to my throat.
Ethan’s dark eyes locked onto mine, and if he could read my thoughts, he mouthed something that made my stomach swoop. “I’d never throw you under the bus.”
I scoffed and looked away. He had already thrown me under a metaphorical bus. And then he had watched me be run over multiple times.
Soon, Chloe was being loaded into a stretcher, and the police were gathering everyone to take them to the station.
“Wait!” Ava yelled. “Before we leave, and Mrs. Windsor has the chance to tamper with evidence, I have to report a crime.” She made sure that all eyes were on her before she cont?nued. “I have a video of Chloe and her mother instructing their bodyguards to dig up a body that they had buried here many years ago.” She pointed to the peach tree. Then, she took out her video and showed the evidence.
Mrs. Windsor’s eyes widened with panic. “No! She must have altered that video! That’s not true! My daughter and I are good people. We would never do something like that.”
The head police officer’s face was grim after Ava’s video finished. “Let’s investigate before we take them to the station. We can’t just leave here to tamper with the evidence”
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 planted 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 Luceland police station was small and dingy. It smelled like burnt coffee and sweat. The floors were scuffed, and the interrogation room that they had placed me in, the white paint peeling on the walls, and the fluorescent light kept flickering above me.
I was alone in the room with a black cup of Styrofoam coffee in front of me. I knew that they would put us in different rooms to question us and see if our stories aligned.
To a heavyset officer with a shining bald head. I gave a detailed account 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 claims 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 claims 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 Mrs. Windsor had twisted the narrative.
*Author*
Meanwhile, Ethan, who was in a separate interrogation room from Olivia, was very vague with his statements. The police officer who was interviewing him was becoming 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, Ameila, had lunch with Chloe and her mother earlier today, and they told her that they were going to their property in Luceland to go apple picking. I wanted to surprise my bride-to-be,” Ethan explained, 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 explained. “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.”
All of the bodyguards shook their heads, and the Windsor’s head bodyguard that had been working for them all his adult life stepped forward. “No, that’s a ridiculous claim. Mrs. Windsor and Chloe wanted to take dirt from the orchard and put it in their New York garden to help their rose bushes grow.” The bodyguard paused, and his face softened. “Chloe is a troubled girl. She likes to tell crazy stories to get people’s attention.”
Back in Olivia’s interrogation room, she cocked her head curiously. “Who called you guys to the Windsor’s orchard? It wasn’t anyone on my team.”
“We had gotten an anonymous call,” the officer answered quickly, then changed the subject. “Listen, Olivia, I’m on your side here,” he said and straightened his red tie.
Olivia frowned and skepticism flowed through her. In her experience, every time that an officer had said that they were on her side, they actually weren’t.
“All the evidence that you and your friend Ava have collected is great,” the officer continued. “You guys have provided us with audio and video proof that Mrs. Windsor and Chloe were involved in… something. But the most crucial piece of evidence is missing.”
Olivia pulled in a sharp breath when she realized what he was saying. “The body,” she whispered.
He pointed at her. “Exactly.”
“The only concrete evidence we have of a crime being committed is by you and your friends,” the officer said.
Olivia froze, and a ripple of shock went down her spine.
“You trespassed onto the Windsor’s property,” the officer said matter- of-factly. “And you were in the presence of Kelly, who is being charged for attempted murder on Chloe.”
“What are you saying?” Olivia whispered, her voice shaking. She wasn’t worried about herself. She was worried about her friend’s freedom. Especially Aiden, who had been dragged into this and had his whole life ahead of him.
“I’m saying that my colleagues and I don’t know what to think about this situation,” the officer admitted and sighed.
After Ethan was finished giving his statement, he walked out into the waiting room, seemingly calm and collected.
Meanwhile, Alexander was sitting in the police chief’s office with Gai by his side. After Alexander said what he came to say, he stood up and shook hands with the chief. Gai’s eyes were weary, but there was a tired smile on her face.
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