TST, 2020
Warden accompanied Macy to the school’s canteen. It was class time, no one was in the canteen but two men. The men were in black slim-fit suits. Macy hesitated.
“Don’t fret, they just want to talk.” The warden said.
Macy nodded. But her whole body was trembling. She walked slowly to the table the two men were sitting.
“Hello, Macy?” The black one said.
“Hello!” Her voice was timid.
“I’m detective Hudson Charles.” He pointed to his friend, the white one. “He’s Greyson, my assistant.”
“Why are detectives looking for me?”
“For a small chitchat, if you don’t mind.”
“Have I done something immoral?”
“Macy, give your stress wings and let it fly away.”
Her stomach growled.
“How did you end up in a fight with Isla?”
“I swear, I didn’t mean to push her. It was a mishap.”
“She ended up in a coma, did you know that?”
Macy nodded.
“Have you ever visited her to the hospital?”
Macy nodded. “A couple of times…”
“When was the last time you visited her?”
“Yesterday…”
“Were you alone or with someone?”
“Alone.”
Detective took some notes. Macy had watched a lot of detective films. Knives out was her favorite. She saw how Benoit Blanc asked questions. It didn’t take her much time to realize that she was a suspect but a suspect for what? Did something happen to Isla?
“Isla has been poisoned.” Hudson said.
Macy rushed her palms to cover her mouth. Her heart rate accelerated.
“Her life is hanging.”
“Do you think I’ve poisoned her?”
“You two were fighting for a boyfriend.”
Macy exhaled. “I swear… I didn’t do it.”
“Tell me, how did you two end up in a fight?”
She sighed. “I was in my room when I received a letter. It wanted me to go to the store near the school’s lavatory. I thought it was from Leo.”
“How did you know that it was Leo?”
“Because that’s where we used to meet.”
“You went to the store?”
“Yes. When I entered, I found Isla instead of Leo. She’s carrying the same letter I was carrying.”
“You know Leo’s handwriting, right?”
“It wasn’t handwritten, it was printed.”
“You two got heated and started fighting, right?”
“I didn’t want to fight. It just happened.”
“Can I see the letter you received?”
“It’s in my room.”
“Do you mind if I escort you there?”
“No problem.”
Macy went to her room, trailed by the two detectives. Her room was suitably arranged, bed well covered with white bed sheets, white curtains opened, and tied well and the floor was nourished by a pink mat. She learnt it from her mother. She opened the drawers, looking for the letter.
“Sorry miss…” Hudson said, “Would you mind if we take a look around your room. A pithy look…”
Macy nodded. She continued searching for the letter in her clothes. The detectives moved around the room. It bored her but she believed she was clean. She believed she was innocent.
“Detective…” Greyson said, staring at the drawer. “You need to see this.”
“What?” Hudson said.
“It’s castor beans.”
“Castor beans…?”
“Isla was ricin poisoned.”Greyson said, “Ricin is a poison found naturally in castor beans.”