"Open up. Detectives Hemmings and Clifford," I yelled.
A boy came and opened up the door.
"Alex Hathaway?" Mikey asked.
"No, Carter Matthews." the boy said.
"Do you know where Alex is?" I asked.
"Yeah, he's in his room with Chandler and Sam. You guys can come in," answered Carter.
We walked into the house and Carter showed us to Alex's room.
"Alex Hathaway?" asked Michael.
"Yes, who are you?" a boy asked.
"Detectives Hemmings and Clifford. We need you to come down to the station with us. We also need Carter Matthews, Sam Evans, and Chandler Andrews to come down tothe station too," I said to the four boys.
They went with us to the station quietly. We finally arrived at the station. I brought each boy to a seperate room. Michael went into a room with Alex. I went into a room with Chandler. Detective Gonzalez went into a interrogation room with Sam and Detective Johnson went into a different room with Carter.
"So, Chandler. Do you know Lauren Santiago, Maddison Finch, and Breanna Hathaway?"
"Did you have a party on December 23?"
"Yes, how'd you know?"
"Lauren Santiago told me. She said that she, Maddison, and Breanna were at your party."
"Oh, you mean Linda Santiago?"
"Yeah. She's my girlfriend."
"This is Lauren Santiago?" I showed Chandler the picture of Lauren.
"No, I've never seen her in my life."
"She says she knows you."
"I don't know who she is. I've only seen her in class."
"Tell me who is Linda Santiago."
I followed Carter into the room.
"Tell me do you know Lauren Santiago, Maddison Finch, and Breanna Hathaway?"
"Yes, why? What do you want?"
"Do you know where they were when Breanna was killed?"
"Yeah, they were with me at Chandler's party. All of them except for Lauren. I saw her come over with Breanna and Maddison for a bit but then she left without Maddie and Bre. I thought that was a bit weird. I walked up to Bre and Maddison and asked why she left. They said she was just dropping them off. Then about 30 minutes later, Lauren came back to the party."
"Do you know why she would have done that?"
"No, I don't."
"What's your relationship with Breanna?"
"What are you implying?"
"Nothing. It's just a question."
"We're just friends."
"Are you sure you aren't more than friends?"
"Are you assuming that I was her boyfriend? Well, I'm not. I'm gay for crying out loud."
"Okay, don't have to be so defensive and rude about it."