Eli78

Hallé- A popular singer who was living the dream until her husband was found murdered in cold blood at their home and with all the clues pointing to her.

Add the mix of the town's very own star detective and her family members and friends who could also have easily committed the murder and we have a classic whodunnit. Could Hallé have murdered the one person she claims to love the most or is someone close to her trying really hard to make her look guilty?

Halle

"They say a woman scorned is a dangerous one, that's not me; baby I've always been dangerous ".


*The screams, the cameras; this is it, where I belonged, right here on this stage; as I stared down at the 10,000 adoring fans, I knew I was made for it, made to entertain them, created to be a star*


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I squinted my eyes, jumping back a little at the horrid detective who startled me as he slammed his hands on the table once again, staring at me with contempt.


I smiled back at him hauntingly "Hmm darling, what is it" making sure to enhance my southern drawl, that always increased the tick in his jaw.


"Hallé I'm not going to ask you again October -"


I interrupted him, loving his increasing annoyance yet again "Yes yes Gomez you keep repeating yourself,*clearing my throat and deepening my voice* A week ago on October 15th, between the hours 12am and 2am, where were you miss Hallé"


He growled out pushing himself away from the table, "Then just answer the damned question, where were you?!" Increasing the tempo of his voice and deepening it, trying his utmost best it seems to leave a chilling effect on me.


I rose up from my seat, leaning against my table raising my voice to match his " I already told you! October 15th I had a show in Oklahoma , performing at a welcome party for our new mayor; God bless her heart, which you already knew because you were there as part of her security detail!"


He leaned back on the table, stared directly at me and released a sarcastic laugh "Don't fuck with me hallé, yes I was part of the security detail, so I also know the party ended at 7, and that's plenty of time for you to drive from Oklahoma to your home in Dallas."


"That's so funny Gomez, because everybody knows that after that I attended the afterparty arranged by my manager for me and some high class fans and the party ended by 9; and because I was so exhausted from the concert and party my manager arranged for me to stay in a hotel, completely private; ask her and she'll provide all the necessary evidence to back me up"


He smiled sadistically "How convenient for you"


I shook my head at him, this was getting tiring, "G are you telling me you really believe I would drive all the way from Oklahoma to Dallas, just to strangle my own husband to death, I loved Michael. You know I did"


"I don't know what I believe, all I know is it was your belt that was used to strangle him, and I'm sure your prints would be all over it"


I shook my head "Of course! It's my belt! That evidence is dismissible in court and you know it, and as of right now you have no proof or reason to hold me as I have answered all your questions. Now can I please go home, I would like to mourn my husband in peace"


I stared him down, until he dropped his head and nodded


"Fine, you're free to go but you're not allowed to leave town for anything"


I rolled my eyes at him and nodded storming out of the interrogation room with only one thought,


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