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“We fought over my relationship with Fox.” I swallowed, “Blaine didn’t know about it until tonight.”
The officer looked at Fox and then back to me. “Then what happened?”
I shrugged and sighed, “I came home and went to bed, my sister Maddie was the only one home when I got back, and we were here all night.”
He nodded and looked back at Fox. “Did you see Blaine this evening?”
“He came to the clubhouse around ten. Was only there for ten maybe twenty minutes and then left.”
The office wrote that down and I felt a prickle of apprehension in my gut.
“What happened when you saw him?”
“We argued. We shoved each other around a little and then he left.”
The older cop leaned forward, “Anyone else around when you two got into a shoving match?”
“Half the club.” Fox snapped back. “Same half saw him leave.”
“Where were you the rest of the night?”
I bit my tongue and forced my face to stay impassive as the questions took a turn towards Fox because he had been MIA this evening and I didn’t know why.
“At the club and on club business.” Fox gave veiled truths, and I could tell the cops were persecuting him in their brains, which tore me to shreds.
“They’re best friends.” I added, “In case you’re stupid enough to think that Fox had anything to do with this.”
Fox squeezed my hand in my lap and kissed my forehead. “Shh.”
“We’re just doing our job, Miss.” The younger cop said and wrote down the information. “Did either of you talk to him after the last time you saw him?”
“No.” Fox said instantly.
“He called me a bunch, but I-.” My voice cracked and tears pooled in my eyes again, “I ignored them because I was mad."
"When was the last time he called?”
I pulled up my call log and scanned through my missed calls.
Twenty-seven times he tried calling me and he left four voicemails.
“Ten thirty.” I said eyeing the voicemail icon, knowing I’d never hear the voice on the other end in person ever again.
“Thank you.” He said and closed his book.
“Do either of you know of anyone that would want Blaine dead?”
“No.” I whispered shaking my head and Fox agreed silently.
“A detective from the Homicide Department will be in touch tomorrow for more questions and they’ll be able to set up a time for you to come down and take care of the identification.” They both stood up, but I couldn’t rise to walk them out.
Fox did in my place, shutting the door behind them and then returning to my side.
“Let’s get you in bed.” He said gently.
“No,” I shook my head and kept my feet planted on the floor and turned to him “Where were you?”
He clenched his jaw and his nostrils flared slightly but he remained silent.
