•You're lovin' on the murderer sitting next to you•

After ten long minutes, the police van arrived at the terrifying police station. "Never thought I would end up here" Mahnoor said as Abir started trembling. "I always thought Oliwia would be the one to end up in jail." Mahnoor continued.

"She probably already has been arrested!" Alice joked, trying to cheer up her friends. At this Abir exploded.

"I can't believe you guys!" She raged, her body trembling. "How can you continue to joke about this?! This is serious! Our futures could be ruined! My life could be ruined! Do you really think the police would just take us for the 'so called conference' There must be a reason! And it was probably one of you!" She growled, glaring at her so called friends.

Inspector Ikbal's eyebrows rose as he listened intently to Abir's breakdown. As she drew to a close and started to rock back and forth, muttering under her breath, the inspector whispered to the other, kinder, officer next to him. "Take this girl away, calm her down, and give her a lollipop if you must." The nice officer smiled at Abir before leading her away from her friends.

"No! Don't leave us!" The other three girls said dramatically, almost kneeling down.

"Oh shut up." Inspector Ikbal grumbled, "You'll see her later!" He then turned around and began walking the same way Abir and the kind officer had gone, in the direction of the looming glass doors of the station entrance.

Once inside, the officer turned to the smart-looking receptionist behind the front desk, and spoke a few quiet words. The girls looked anxiously around the brightly-lit, breezy, yet oddly claustrophobic, police station lobby. The inspector turned back around. "Okay, come with me." He spoke, already walking away down a long, dark, echoing corridor. The girls had no choice but to follow him.

"Wait right there! Where's my daughter?!" An angry looking woman covered fully in an abaya ran up to them, just as the receptionist tried to stop her.

"I'm sorry ma'am..." Ikbal began to which he got interrupted by the angry woman.

"Sorry?! What are you sorry for?! Abir is the one that should be sorry!" She yelled "I knew it from the moment she got only 96% on her physics exam that she was turning into a bad girl!"

"Now where is she? I swear down the moment I get my hands on her..." Mrs Armed continued.

"Ma'am please follow me, I'll lead you to your daughter" the receptionist requested politely and led the angry woman away.

"She's one scary woman" Oliwia muttered to her friends.

"You know what this means?" Mahnoor asked them worriedly.

"Abir and Mrs Armed are going to finish all the lollipops?" Alice attempted to guess.

"What? No!" She shook her head "If Abir's mum is here, then it can only mean our parents will be here too. And from the way her mother acted It's obvious now that we're not here for a conference."

"Now that's scary!"

"Speak for yourself. I'm sure my mum won't mind" Oliwia yawned carelessly.

Right on cue the receptionist appeared again followed by two more sets of parents. 

"Jestem z ciebie dumna, moja córka" Oliwia's mother exclaimed happily. "Well done! Dobra Robota! You're not even 15 yet and they've already arrested you! You've beaten your brothers' record"

"I'm seriously worried" Mahnoor whispered to Alice.

"Yeah I don't know whether she's being sarcastic or she's actually serious" Alice muttered and then she froze the moment she saw the serious looks across her own parents faces.

"Alice darling! There's no way a young lady such as yourself should be acting in such an undignified way." Mrs Baker trilled, walking over with her pampered nose in the air.

"Mother! What are you doing here?" Alice exclaimed, trying to hide her embarrassment.

"We're here because you've been arrested." Her dad piped up, hiding a smirk from his wife.

"This is no laughing matter Daniel." Mrs Baker snapped. She opened her prim mouth to continue lecturing her daughter, But was interrupted by the arrival of two fuming figures.

Mahnoor gulped. "Oh no! It's my mum and dad!"

Arriving late in typical desi fashion, Mahnoor's parents stormed towards her and the poor girl braved herself for their impact.

"How dare you bring us here on such short notice! The pasta will be burnt by the time we get home!" Mahnoor's dad scowled at the confused Inspector, completely ignoring his daughter.

"Now I won't have time to start cooking the biryani! We're having guests tonight! Do you know how hard it is to cook for three families?" Mahnoor's mum piped up, shaking her head in disappointment.

"Mum! Dad! Don't you care that I've been arrested?" The dishevelled girl exclaimed.

"Oh my darling Mahnoor, don't worry about all of this." Her mum paused from shouting at Inspector Ikbal.

"Precisely, we know you're a good girl. You got 98% on your last physics exam!" Her dad smiled at her. "But still you could have done better." He added in a stern voice.

From across the room the anguished cries of Abir's mum could be heard. "See! Even your friend did better than you! What did I do to deserve such a meddlesome child...?"

"Mahnoor is clever? Since when?" Oliwia laughed.

Inspector Ikbal, who had finally had enough of the charade, spoke up in his booming voice.

"Quiet! Parents, please, take a seat in our waiting area, one of my assistants will bring you some tea and refreshments-"

"There will be no need for refreshments. I, of course, brought my own tea in my celebratory Royal Wedding flask." The posh, British voice of Mrs Baker interrupted.

"And I've brought some good, strong Polish vodka. Would you like some Oliwia? Your friends are welcome to some also." Oliwia's mum smiled, holding out a bottle and some glasses.

Ikbal raised his eyebrows and stuttered, "That is completely inappropriate Mrs Szramka!"

"No need to worry! We can all have some chai instead." Mahnoor's mum smiled before following the rest of the parents to the seating area near the edge of the room.

"Right. Now that's all over, you girls will follow me to the interr- um... the conference room." Ikbal muttered quickly, ushering the girls along a corridor.

They ended in a small dark room where the police officer offered them seats. The three girls quietly sat down and waited impatiently to hear Ikbal dreadful words.He slammed down his hands on the metal table just as Oliwia was about to drift off into her well needed sleep.

"Where were you three at 5 o'clock last night?" He growled, staring intently at them as the only lights in the room, a desk lamp, shine brightly at their faces.

They look at each other confused, after a minute of silence Alice spoke "Well, we are very good people and we were doing our homework."

Inspector Ikbal started at Alice. "Okay, case close. You are not the murderer. You were only doing your homework" said Ikbal showing his bad teeth.

"Murderer?" Screamed the girls almost choking on their saliva.

"I wouldn't do something like that" Alice said sincerely. "I'm a good person! I love people! I care about my future! She carried on.

"Shut up" Ikbal shouted "I've had enough of your lies" he spoke annoyed to have let spill his dramatic reveal.

Mahnoor hesitated as she managed to say "who got murdered?"

The inspector glared at Mahnoor, almost amused that finally someone was taking this seriously, and not having a breakdown unlike someone.He hated children especially these annoying 15 years old. "Trust me you know the victim very well" he gave the girls an icy cold look.

"I don't understand" Mahnoor whispered under her breath.

"Quiet! You know the victim very well, she use to be your best friend!"

For the first time everyone was left speechless. No one had anything to say: no witty comebacks, no silly jokes, just silence. No one dared to speak - not even Oliwia. They had a pretty good idea of who the police officer was talking about, but still it was hard to believe.

"Fiona Filipowski"

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Happy Ramadan!

Well, what did you think of the chapter? Was it worth the wait? We tried to leave more clues and red herrings... so who do you think did it?

The song for this chapter is... Heathens- By twenty one pilots! All our friends are heathens... But which one is the killer? We left more clues for you! Who do you think it is? See you next week!

- Glitter, Potato and Pigeon send their love! :3