Unusual Suspect

prologue

Maxine sat in class, her eyes felt as if they were bleeding, she was staring at her computer screen for so long. Her professors voice began to sound more and more like radio static in the background as she scrolled through google. Although the lecture hall was big, the class was not very full, with no one sitting behind her in the class she was allowed to get away with looking at anything. She watched as the sorority girls scrolled through tiktok, she could clearly see the AirPods, not very well hidden by their hair, lucky for them the professor who already had one foot in the grave could not. The girls watched as different famous dancers popped up on the screen. At first it was interesting for Maxine to look at their feed from a far, this didn't last long due to the fact that it was the same three dances just different people doing them. Her eyes quickly glanced to the clock, still over an hour left. By this point she instinctively opened up her tab to a fan fiction site that she would frequent quiet a lot. She looked back at the sorority girls and chuckled to her self. Sure, she may be a loner in this lecture hall but little did they all know that on her one google tab she was practically famous. Her inbox was filled with notifications, at this point she wasn't shocked like many would be if they only understood what it actually meant. She was quite popular for writing a book series that had continued her favorite show once it ended. People were practically drooling for more. She opened up a new chapter and her fingers started frantically typing away as she did every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. There was a loud bang at the door. Two men stood in the wooden door frame.

"Maxine Howell?" The had called out. Slowly but surely all eyes were on her. No one, in this class especially had really known who she was and this was one hell of an introduction. She quickly decided if she didn't move maybe no one would rat her out. "Miss Howell?" The two men stared at her. The teacher finally looked at the two men who just busted through the door.

"May I ask what is going on?" The men did not break eye contact as they held up a badge.

"Doug Patterson, FBI. Maxine please come with us." They said.

"Fuck..."