The confession

Episode 3 

"Okay, what's your name?. A lady and three other men were sitted in the interrogation room. The room looks empty except from the few chairs and a table. They were referred to the room the moment they said they want to talk about the Werners . Everybody in the room looked st them suspiciously. Truthfully, at the mention of his name, every head bow. Slowly, they started decreasing in the room. People there to lodge complaints left giving filmsy excuses 

No one wants to get on the family's wrong side.

The lady, Marie Leet was dressed in a yellow butterfly top with a yellow shorts. On her hand was a black telfar bag and a rolex wristwatch. Her black hair was packed in a ponytail which fell on her waist.

"I'm Marie Leet" she said as they sat down on the few chairs in the room. " An I*******m influencer. An American by the way, I relocated to Mexico city few months back".

"Mexico they call it, no one here says Mexico city" the police man giggled. He was a tall muscular figure in the short sleeve police uniform shirt and well fitting trouser. His big droppy mustache has just been trimmed and so had his black bushy hair.

"And you?" He asked facing a tall man in a blue expensive suit to back it up.

"I'm Stanley Stinnes" he replied 

"Oh well, I'm Freddie Johnson ". A young lean man replied. He looks like he fed on drugs all his life. He had a drunkard look and personality already. His ribs could be seen through his white transparent plain tee and his almost brown tooth shown vividly as he smiled to the police officer. 

"And I'm Dicky Reign" A newspaper editor. 

"I'm inspector Ryan" the police man said. "So, you said you all here to talk about the Werners?

"Yes" the drunken looking man started. I only worked for Eric Werner.

"Oh wow, do you mind if I have you on a tape"?.

"No, I don't mind".

"Coffee or tea ". A young lady walked in. She's in her early 20's. She interrupted the conversation and had the sorry look immediately which says she didn't expect that much people in the room.

"Coffee, with a little cream" Marie Leet replied. 

"Tea" the rest said. The lady walked out and returned few minutes later with a jug and few cups. They had waited for her so her voice would not show as it has nothing to do with her or her tea or coffee. 

"I once worked for him. The man continued " I was his personal assistant. Then he wanted a male personal assistant. As we all know, he doesn't believe in love. I know about everything. His background warehouse where he keeps his drugs and weapons. Just this evidence is enough to imprison him.

"Wow, so after so many years, someone decided to talk. Have you thought about this carefully and why did you decide to talk now? The police man said. The tone of his voice changing. In business, he was tough.

"I'm a cancer patient " he sobs silently. I just want to bring him to book before I die. I have fee months left. I was poisoned when he found out I knew about his warehouse. The reason why he didn't kill me I still don't know. 

"Can you take us to the hidden warehouse "

Sure" whenever you're ready " 

"Alright" he faced the lady on his right.

"How about you " 

"Did you also worked for the Werners"

"No, no way!" She scoffed 

"My family took a loan from Mia Werner to send me to school, ever since then we've been repaying the debts. We repayed the actual money few years ago but the debt kept on increasing. I tried to pay it. I spent all my money and resources on it. But it was never enough. He took over our house. My parents could not take the shock. They dead last year of stroke cus he rendered us homeless and jobless. I moved to Mexico city to have my revenge immediately I heard...

"How many times do I have to tell you it's Mexico " Everyone giggled. 

"Immediately I heard they moved here but it's not working so I decided to report here. Met with Mr Dicky who introduced me to the rest and told us to come here".

"Inspector it's late already, we have to leave here. Those on night shift will take over" A voice came from the inner room.

Oh yeah, the inspector replied. Let's continue tomorrow.

"I hope their identity will be kept secret till this case get to court " the newspaper editor asked while shaking the police man. 

"Yes" the gave a re assurance smile