Wicked Bad Boys (33 page)

K
evin’s parents
drove in a separate vehicle as they made their way to the police station. Kevin practiced what he was going to say and hoped it would go off without a hitch. He periodically glanced at Tara as she was the one driving. He wondered what she was thinking. Did she really know what she was getting herself into when she agreed to go along with this deception? He doubted it. Tara was always the sensible one. Yet, she didn’t come right out and refuse to help his family out.

She pulled into the police station and he heard a strained sigh next to him.

“I’ll be glad when we can put this behind us.”

He agreed. He wanted nothing more. They got out of the car as his parents were pulling into the spot next to them. The four of them headed into the station and walked back to where Tara and Kevin had waited the previous night. It already felt familiar. Officer Jessup stood behind the desk and looked up as they approached.

“You have good timing,” she said, looking at Kevin.

He didn’t return any snide remarks, but he was thinking about them. “Are you ready for us?” he asked, feeling the tension.

Officer Jessup She nodded. “Just in a few minutes.” Her attention went to his parents. “You must be the Crawfords.” She stuck out her hand, but neither one accepted it. “If you would like to see your son, you can have a few minutes,” she announced, retracting her offered hand.

“Please,” his mother replied.

She nodded. “Follow me.”

They left Kevin and Tara standing in the waiting area as his parents were escorted back behind the double doors.

Kevin and Tara walked over to two chairs and Tara sat down. He was about to take the other seat when he saw the doors swing open and Officer Grayson came out.

“Kevin Crawford, we’re ready for you.”

He glanced at Tara and he wondered if he looked as scared as he felt. This was even worse than being questioned at their work because now, he was fighting for his brother.

“Good luck,” she whispered. He nodded, heading to where Officer Grayson was still standing. The middle-aged gentleman didn’t smile as Kevin followed him. They walked through the doors and heading down a corridor, then entering a small room lit with fluorescent panel lights. He looked around the room before taking a seat.

“Mr. Crawford, this can be even quicker than the time before. Or not. So, just bear with me for a few minutes,” Officer Grayson said as he sat down in front of him.

“Where’s Officer Jessup?” Kevin asked.

“She’ll be questioning your girlfriend,” he replied casually. He looked down at the paper in front of him. “First of all, is there anything you want to ask me?”

“Not particularly,” he mumbled. “I already know my brother didn’t murder Amy.”

Officer Grayson didn’t seem too interested about that revelation. “Aren’t you the least bit confused as to what brought the two together? After all, you went out with her first.”

“I already told you. It was nothing,” he snapped. “Sorry…” he quickly retreated. “I’m just stressed.”

“I’m fully aware of the stress you’re under, Mr. Crawford. If you are so convinced your brother is innocent, then you must have a reason.”

“I do. He was with me that night!”

“Oh…” Officer Grayson replied, writing down some notes. “So, he was with you and your girlfriend? Sounds cozy.”

He was smirking and Kevin didn’t find it humorous. “The bottom line is, he was with me…he didn’t kill anyone.”

“Hmm…I suppose so,” Officer Grayson said. “What exactly were you all doing? Playing board games?”

The joke wasn’t as funny as Officer Grayson thought. At least, it wasn’t to Kevin. He replayed the story in his mind. He and Tara both knew exactly what to say. He just needed to relax and not look guilty.

“Well…we went to the movies,” Kevin started, trying hard to keep his voice even. “We went to see Fiery Peaks, you know, that new one with Adam Johnson. It was pretty good, you should see it.”

“Hmm…frankly I’m not a big Adam Johnson fan, but I’m sure you all had a wonderful time,” Officer Grayson said, writing some more notes and then looking up, his eyes scanning Kevin’s features for one long, tense moment.

“You don’t mind me asking if you are sure you want to stick with your answer, do you?”

“Of course I’m sure,” Kevin belted out, flustered by the officer’s suggestion.

Officer Grayson nodded. “Just asking, because when we talked to you the other day, you didn’t mention your brother was there. I believe you said you were with your girlfriend.”

The officer’s eyes were focused on Kevin’s. He opened his mouth, fumbling with the right words.

“See why I question it?” the officer asked, bringing Kevin’s focus back to his earlier resolve to remain calm.

“I was with Tara. That’s the truth. I apologize if I failed to mention Jake was there too. My relationship is still fairly new and I try to focus only on Tara.”

“I see,” Officer Grayson said, looking down at his notebook and then writing more down. “We’ll add it to the file and be sure to take it into consideration.”

He wanted to laugh. “Great. Am I free to go?”

Officer Grayson nodded. “We’ll be in contact with you.”

Kevin stood up and turned toward the door. He wasn’t looking forward to seeing them again.

A
s Officer Jessup sat down
, Tara fidgeted in her seat. She had to remember they had a plan and she needed to stick to it.

“So, Ms. Matthews…how are you doing today?”

She frowned. It seemed like an odd question to ask after what they had been put through.

“I’ve been better,” she remarked.

“I’m sure you have,” Officer Jessup replied. “I just want to start off by asking you some things so we can get to the bottom of this. Understand?”

Tara exhaled and nodded. “Yes.”

“Great,” Officer Jessup spoke with a smirk, as though she knew something that Tara didn’t. “So, you said you and Mr. Crawford, Kevin not Jake, were together on Friday night. Is that correct?”

“Yes,” she confidently answered.

“Do you have any idea where Jake was that night?”

Tara slowly nodded, praying her face didn’t give her away. “He was with Kevin and me. He never left our side.”

Officer Jessup looked at Tara, and placed her pencil down on the table.

“Okay, let me get this straight…Jake, Kevin, and yourself were together all night?”

“Well…not all night, but until quite late.” Tara crossed her arms, feeling good about her response.

Officer Jessup picked her pencil back up, scribbled into her notes, and looked up again.

“What did you guys do, until late?” she asked Tara.

She froze. They had discussed their alibi, so they would both give the same answer if Kevin were questioned about the same thing, but Tara knew she was a notoriously bad liar– as a kid she’d been caught every single time she’d tried to fib, much to her dismay. She fiddled nervously with her thumbs, frantically fighting panic for a moment. There was a significant pause as she worked to soothe her overwrought nerves, and just as Officer Jessup glanced up at her she managed to say smoothly.

“We went to the movies.” It was neat and it was logical– she started to relax just a little.

“Nice. Anything good?”

She heaved a sigh. This was already torture. She just shrugged.

“The Peaks movie with Adam Johnson– Fiery Peaks I think? I fell asleep halfway through it.”

“What a shame,” Officer Jessup said, shaking her head. “Now, I do have a couple of things I think are worth discussing. For starters, correct me if I’m wrong, but the last time you were questioned, didn’t you say Amy was going to be going out with her boyfriend?”

“I did, but…I didn’t know…”

“Jake Crawford was her boyfriend, so wouldn’t it make sense to believe that he was with her that night?”

“Yes, but…”

“I find it hard to believe that Amy Watters’ boyfriend decided to go out with his brother and brother’s girlfriend.” She hesitated. “Doesn’t that seem a bit strange?”

She took a moment to reflect. It did seem strange. None of it seemed real. Tara didn’t want to be interrupted any more.

“I don’t know what happened that night to make Jake change his mind about going out with Amy. I didn’t even know that they were dating, so it wasn’t odd for me to go along thinking it was her boyfriend that did it. With that being said, I know now, it wasn’t. Jake Crawford wasn’t anywhere near Amy that night. He was with us.” She was proud to stand her ground, even though doubts were already surfacing.

“Then, that brings me to another question.” Officer Jessup stated. Tara braced herself. She wanted the interrogation to be over. “Why didn’t you tell me Jake was with you that night you were questioned?”

Tara swallowed the lump in her throat. She didn’t know if it could get any worse. “There was a lot going on. I just discovered someone I truly liked was murdered and my mind wasn’t exactly functioning properly.”

A moment of silence hung in the room, before Officer Jessup opened up a folder. Tara’s eyes fell to the contents. She saw pictures inside, but wasn’t following. “Gregory Prescott…do you know him?”

Her jaw dropped. “It’s a small town,” she replied.

“Yes, it is, but isn’t it true you two were in the same grade?”

When Tara didn’t respond, Officer Jessup continued. “I do my research Ms. Matthews.”

She looked down at another picture and then Officer Jessup’s eyes found their way back up to Tara’s.

“Do you know Missy Drexler?”

Tara shook her head to confirm. “She used to work at Richard’s Bakery, until she was murdered one day leaving work.”

Officer Jessup pushed the picture toward Tara and Tara couldn’t bring herself to look at it.

“You used to work at Richard’s Bakery, right?”

Tara stared at her. “What are you trying to get at?”

Officer Jessup pulled the pictures back and put them away and then closed the folder. “I’m not trying to upset you over these disturbing murders,” she said in a softened tone. “That’s the last thing I want. I’m trying to get some answers and up until this last murder, we were stuck. We haven’t had any suspects and things looked grim. Don’t you want some answers, Ms. Matthews?”

Tara nodded. “I do, but what does Jake have to do with these other people?”

“Well, I highly doubt we’re talking about two different people. There are similarities between Ms. Watters’ murder and these other deaths. We have not shared everything with the public, but one example is the burn mark on her chest. We’re looking for a serial killer. We don’t want a criminal to be on the loose when they could kill again at any time. Which is why I’ll have to ask you again…are you positive he was with you?”

Tara had to admit it. Officer Jessup had a point. She didn’t want to be partly responsible for another murder. But then again, Jake was with the hooker. It couldn’t be him.

“You can’t pin the blame on someone just because you want to wrap up a case. Jake was with us and that’s all there is to it.”

Officer Jessup looked frustrated as she closed up her notebook and stood up.

“If you’re not telling me the truth or leaving something out, it would be a huge mistake.”

“I’m telling you everything I know,” Tara answered, not faltering.

“Okay. Thank you for your time,” the Officer replied, walking to the door and opening it for Tara to leave.

Tara slowly stood up and moved past her.

“Thank you,” she added, before leaving the room.

She promised to be Jake’s alibi, sink or swim. She stuck to it. There would be no way Jake shouldn’t be released now. They had to do what it took. After all, he was innocent. She hoped to God he was innocent.

T
heir plan had worked
. Jake was released the next day. After Kevin and Tara gave their statements, and as there was no proof at the scene, the police had little choice but to release him. Kevin couldn’t believe it had worked. His brother was back home where he should be.

“I don’t know how to thank you…both of you,” Jake said to them.

Kevin and Tara sat on the couch, facing him as he stood. Kevin knew Jake was grateful. More importantly, he believed Jake had nothing to do with it.

“I really want to thank you, Tara. You’re not even family and you went out of your way to help me. I don’t know how I can ever repay you.”

Kevin smiled, turning to Tara. He was also grateful she had been so willing to help.

“That’s alright,” she answered. “I didn’t want the wrong person to have to spend time in jail.”

Jake nodded and then stepped back. “I’ll give you some time to be alone. I need to reflect.”

He left the living room and Kevin heard the front door open and close.

“He really is appreciative,” he said slowly and then turned to face her. “So am I,” he continued, leaning in and drawing her close to him.

They kissed, but as he was deepening the kiss he sensed her pulling away. He pulled back and looked at her.

“Is everything alright?” He asked.

She nodded quickly, but her face told a different story. A labored sigh proved he wasn’t reading too much into it.

“I don’t know,” Tara said slowly. “It’s been a rough time for all of us. I guess I have a lot on my mind.”

He frowned. She suddenly seemed so distant. He hadn’t seen her shut off many times before. They used to be able to talk about everything.

“Talk to me, Tara. We have been friends for too long to have something separating us. You know you can tell me anything. Come on, tell me. What’s going on?”

She looked away. His heart wrenched, but the best thing he could do was be patient and let her share when she was good and ready. When their eyes met, he saw something was different. Her whole demeanor changed.

“I have been thinking about the deaths…a lot,” she remarked. “Doesn’t it make you wonder who’s doing all this?”

He nodded. “Of course, but the police will figure it out…eventually.”

She shot him a look. There was fear all over her face.

“I know, but how many more people have to die?”

Kevin had never seen her this emotional. He didn’t know how to handle it. She was always so strong.