Fanatic ⇒ Only Murders In The Building

01 → Persons Of Intrest

"What we're seeing is that one of you killed Bunny and the other one is covering," Detective Williams informed, her cold stare the same as always.

"My money's on you doing the stabbing," Kreps interjected.

"Stereotyping, are we?" the Brit asked, slouching in his chair.

"Basing my observations on experience," he taunted with a smirk. The Brit took a deep breath to compose himself.

"So, where's the knife?" Williams interrogated, leaning her elbows on the table.

"I'm sorry, you've arrested us and you haven't even gotten the murder weapon?" Callum looked between the detectives with a humoured look. "Bloody hell," he laughed, running a hand across his face.

▲▼▲▼▲

"Looking good, Cluedo guy," Mabel teased the Brit for his clothes as Detective Williams led the podcasters to the main entrance of the police station.

"If anyone asks. You never saw me in a tracksuit in public," Callum replied before lifting up the plastic bag in his hand to see his clothes. "Don't think that's coming out," he commented, his white shirt stained red.

"Wow! Look at this," Oliver exclaimed from in front of the younger pair, now holding a newspaper. "Hold it a second. They cropped me out! This is such bullsh*t. You know, I'm also involved in this." Callum just sighed at the man, running his hand through his messy hair.

"Okay, alright. Focus. All eyes on me," Williams called out, getting the attention of the four podcasters. "You are all... persons of interest now."

"Thank you!" Oliver interrupted, glad he was being included. The younger pair rolled their eyes at the man.

"Meaning... that we can't charge you. Yet. But, that can change at any time with new evidence. And we are looking. Believe me. Because that is our jobs, not yours. So, that means no investigating, that means no f*cking podca— Mora, please tell the tiny one to stop recording me," Williams explained before shooting an annoyed look at Oliver who now had his phone on his hand, recording the whole conversation.

"Oliver, put the phone down," Mabel scolded, Oliver immediately stopping.

"This is your ticket to live your lives. You're free to return to your homes. So, get a new hobby. Now, I do not give a damn what it is. Just as long as it doesn't land you in jail," the detective advised. She was about to walk away but Mabel retorted.

"Like knitting?" Callum snorted a laugh.

"Alright, don't be a smart ass," Williams replied with a cold look.

"It's kind of her thing," Charles added from behind the younger pair.

"Well, your thing is going to be making toilet wine in a jail cell if you don't zip your lips. Got it? Go. Come on! Go!" the detective shouted, the podcasters practically jumping out of the police station.

"Oh, for the love of god," Callum muttered as the group was surrounded by microphones and cameras.

"Oh my god!" Charles and Mabel exclaimed in unison.

"Oh my god!" Oliver said, clearly overjoyed by the attention they were getting. "Sweet freedom for the innocent! And justice for all crime-fighters!" the man yelled as the group pushed their way down the stairs. Mabel, Charles and Callum didn't stop for Oliver as he ran back up the stairs to talk to the media.