''We found your belongings in a red Jeep belonging to Mr Bob Stewart. Your I.D happened to be among the things we retrieved at the crime scene, thus we were able to link you to the happenings of that day.'' Officer Louis starts, his stern face looking at me intently. ''Would you mind telling us exactly what happened on the 7th of September?''
''Well,'' I begin nervously, my nail polish suddenly becoming of interest to me. ''I went to school, came back home and got ready for my night shift at Bob's Eat 'N' Grillz.'' Now that I think about it, I should have been a lot smarter after the incident with Khalil. Night shifts are cursed for me and I should have removed my name from the roaster.
