bank memos was your name, none of the statements were for less than three hundred dollars,” Billy stated. He pulled that picture back and put another one down. “This is Louise Butler, the second victim and a worker at a call center. On her bank memos was your name as well, with nothing less than five hundred attached to it.” He removed her picture and put out the last picture. “And this…”
“Is Joseph McKenzie. I’m sure you’re going to tell me the same thing, yes?” Liam asked. He leaned back in his seat. “Seems I made a mistake,” he stated with a small chuckle. Trent gave a small nod and a smirk.
“It would seem so, what’s your excuse for it?” he asked. The other man frowned and arched a brow.
“I made a mistake, there is no excuse, but I still haven’t admitted to a crime, nor will I. So I claimed I didn’t know them when I did, how are you going to prove I knew them through this supposed crime?” he asked. Billy smirked a bit.
“You should know this, Mister Amsel, you’re a lawyer. We’re going to get a warrant to search your home because you’re withholding information and lying to us,” he answered. He stood up and Liam’s eyes followed him. “Unless you’re willing to tell us what we need to know.”
The other man’s shoulders rolled into yet another shrug and he leaned back more. “I’ll be waiting here for you,” he answered. Billy gave a nod to Trent and Madison, who stood up and followed him out. Two other officers were standing outside the door to the holding cell as the three headed down the hallway.
“You know getting the warrant will take time,” Trent stated. The other chief nodded and pushed his hands into the pockets of his uniform.
“I know,” he answered. “But I have something to speed up the process.” He grinned at Trent’s rather confused look as they walked into the main room. The man motioned Trent and Madison to keep following him as he headed into Trent’s office. There, he took a seat at the desk, ignoring the almost annoyed look the chief detective shot him. “I already contacted a judge about the case, seeing as I managed to get Jasper to confess Liam’s name,” he stated. Trent stared at him as if he had multiple heads before chuckling a bit.
“So all you have to do is tell them what transpired here with Liam,” he stated. Billy nodded and Madison couldn’t help her own smile. The man in that room definitely wasn’t the man she’d dated for two years of her life. He would never have hidden information or lied or act so arrogant in front of the authorities. But she knew now that the one she had dated as a lie as well.
“So how long do we have to wait?” she asked, almost too eagerly. Billy couldn’t stop his chuckle and shook his head.
“I just have to go see our friendly judge again,” he stated. He stood up from the desk, opening his folder up again and placing a piece of paper on the desk. “But I think you should look over this before I go,” he added. Without another word, he headed to the door, leaving Trent to pick up the note. He motioned Madison over and kept it on the desk. She glanced over his shoulder, noting it was the witness statement of Jasper.
On the date of Monday, the sixth, I was hired to kill a Drew MacEnfield. He was indebted to my employer for the amount of three thousand fifty six dollars and thirty-nine cents. We attempted to contact him on several occasions, Mister MacEnfield knowing the consequences of not paying and the time in which we agreed for him to pay his debt. On Monday, we waited to hear from him, but heard no report and saw no money paid off. Early in the evening, before a man would have dinner but after he would finish work, I called and left a message on his voicemail. Later that evening, after hearing no word from the man in question, I entered his home, picking the lock with a locksmith kit. I traveled up the stairs to the room I knew to