Ms. Song seemed to sigh again, I guess she figured I wasn't going to answer that question, or answer the one I gave her. "We're looking into it, but from what you've told us in your statement a good portion of them will be. I still find it hard to believe that a total of nine teachers knew and didn't believe you."
I clasped my hands tightly together fighting off the urge to shout at her as I looked down at the table.
"But it makes me wonder why some of these people were even teachers if they didn't listen to a kid that they were teaching." She continued. "Though I imagen that principal also made it hard for the word to get out about it if he's been covering for this long."
I relaxed; I don't think she was blaming me. "When can I have my phone back?"
Ms. Song looked to her partner before answering. "Probably in a few days give or take, is all of the evidence on your phone?"
I nodded; I did have it on a school's computer but that was already taken by the police. I had it in case my phone was taken and destroyed by the principal, and the disk, but that was destroyed by Nick when he attacked me and Elain, so it couldn't be used again.
I wasn't about to use my laptop for that since my Dad would have discovered it.
Ms. Song's phone beeped and when she looked at it, showed it to her partner who then asked me. "Hey Amalie, are you thirsty? We have a café here in the precinct that makes the best hot chocolates, you want one?"
Part of me frowned at the sudden question, it was like they wanted me to be away from the room so they could ask my Dad something. When I looked at my Dad his smile merely grew. "Go on my Dear, I'm sure your thirsty from talking with the detectives."
"Okay," was all I could say before getting out of my seat and leaving with my Dad giving me a cheery smile as he spoke.
"Go and enjoy sweetie, I'll see you in a little bit."
I glanced one more time at my Dad and the detective lady before following her partner.
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Kira eyed the man who sat across from her. His smile was ever-present.
When the police had spoken to him after Alastor brought his daughter and Elain Ortiz to the hospital after he said that he chased off Nicolas Green from trying to harm his child and a teenager, his smile was still there, much like now as his grey eyes looked at her knowingly. For reasons she couldn't understand, it set her on edge.
"I take it there's a reason you wished to speak with me without my daughter present?" he says. "Does it have something to do with my daughter's phone? Or are these merely follow-up questions about what happened a few days before with that man? Were you ever even able to locate him?"
Kira then silently placed Amalie's phone on the table, sealed in an evidence bag. Alastor merely looked at it with a faint smirk before asking.
"Am I supposed to guess?"
Kira continued to watch him, eyeing him fully as his gaze went back to her. This man... there was just something about him that she couldn't place. "We managed to get the evidence from her phone, however, the IT guys found something that I wanted to ask you about." She waited and when he gave no response she continued. "Why is there a tracker app hidden away in your daughter's phone?"
He titled his head slightly. "Detective, is that a nessicary question? I'm a single father, raising a seven-year-old girl and have high notoriety as a radio host with many fans. And though I don't make this a public matter, I have had issues regarding some... enthusiastic fans, more so than others. While I get fan-mail or email, there are some filled with... less than kind words about my daughter from a very select few with no returning address, saying that if it wasn't for her, I would have taken the stage in the world of acting by storm."
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FATHER ALWAYS SMILING
Mystery / ThrillerSeven-year-old Amalie Hilmarsson loves her Father, who, throughout her life thus far, has never stopped smiling. No matter what. He never stops. He just always holding a cheery disposition; even in the worst of circumstances, his smile never wavers...
Chapter 42 ~~~~~
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