Chapter 14- episode 7

              HAMERTON

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This is a story about Hamerton, a large school that has a lot of things going on, most of them being illegal and terrorizing. Natalie Bradley, an intelligent and talented girl from Brooklyn joins this school after her friend Caitlin who was allegedly murdered in Hamerton. She is agonized by the news of her friend's tragic death and she has to face up with Hamerton's bloody governance in order to secure the President's badge that has the power to decode a bomb that could cause a large massacre, soon.
She teams up with Trevor Tommy, the ex and most renowned president of Hamerton, Ingrid, and other Class D students against Nicky and her fellow evil seniors.

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Previously on Hamerton;

About a month back.

“Ashleigh was my friend.” Natalie begun vainly wiping tears that fell from her eyes.

“I know.” The officer replied oddly.

Natalie sighed. “It is true that, I agreed to play the games in the house but, it was totally Ashleigh and Lucie’s idea.”

“Natalie, you don’t have to add.”

Natalie furrowed her eyebrows at this. She was struck by the fact that the officer was actually supporting her.

Was it some kind of patriotism?

“I don’t understand?” she confessed holding a queer look at him.

The officer offered a grin. “Well, Miss Bradley, I am Corny Howl, Trevor Tommy sent me to take care of you.”

“What?” she asked. She was lost between how and why.

“Once Trevor discovered that you were paired with Miss Moure, he placed a contact, just in case. And as he suspected, Miss Moure tried to pull one on you. She must have tried to kill you but, accidentally murdered Miss Smith.”

She gasped, absorbing the few facts. They were too many revelations to handle. “So, you’re not a cop?”

“Am and a bodyguard.” He said and paused to read her expression. She seemed to hardly understand. He went on, “But, that’s not important. What is, is that, Miss Moure has all the power to implicate you in Ashleigh’s murder.”

“But, I didn't do it!” she snapped.

“No, you didn't. I can relay whatever I have got to the Berlin police department and Interpol and from the way Miss Moure is, she will easily give herself up.” He folded his face. “She has a lot of anger. She has no self-control.”

Natalie swallowed and said. “I just don’t believe how she could be capable of taking someone’s life so cruelly.”

The ‘cop’ shuffled his documents together. “You will be surprised of what people can do once you take on Hamerton’s case.”

“You know about Hamerton?”

“Yes. I know everything involving Trevor Tommy.”

She paused for a few seconds and asked. “How is he?”

“Mr. Tommy?”

“Yes.” She agreed smiling to herself. She missed him. He was her hero.

“He is fine, fine.” Corny replied nodding. “He must be with Ingrid because he has left Los Angeles.”

“Yeah. They are together now.”

“Okay. So, Miss Bradley, you are free to go. You can leave the country.” He said, urging her out.

She rose. “Thank you.”

He smiled a little and she left.

 Present day

Corny Howl sat again across an interrogation desk with one of the Hamerton students. He was heading the investigation of Erin and Michael Morningstar’s murder for the Interpol after he successfully solved the case in Berlin. He was also there as Trevor’s most trusted ally but, only in that case, he was not commissioned. Trevor himself was missing.

“When did you last see Trevor Tommy?” was his first question to every student in the office that the school gave him. He was desperate to find Trevor first.

The chubby Tobias swallowed. “On Saturday at the Interview.”

“They all say that…” Corny murmured under breath. “Okay. How are you related to Erin Shawn or Michael Morningstar?”

“Well, not so much. I have never engaged socially with either of them. Except, Erin was part of the interviewers in one that I took part.”

“Alright. Where were you the day that the murder took place?”

“Today?”

“Yes.”

“Oh… I was in my class.”

“Michael Morningstar was beaten. Do you know anything about that?” he asked and looked down at a file on his desk. “It says here that you are one of the Presidential candidates,” he raised his glance to him, “and you run against Michael Morningstar.”

“I know but, I didn't do it.”

“Do what?”

“Beat Michael Morningstar.”

Corny raised an inquisitive eyebrow. “Do you know who did?”

“I don’t know… Trevor?”

Corny leaned forward. “Why do you think that Trevor did it?”

Tobias shrugged. “I don’t know… they all say that.”

“Why?”

“I guess Michael said that before he died.”

“Or, they killed him to keep him from talking.” Corny helped.

Tobias was silent.

“You did it.”

Tobias widened his eyes. “I did not!”

“He was your only competition.”

“I didn't kill him.” Tobias cried. “I don’t even know how to do anything right. How can I take someone’s life?”

That was new.

Corny shuffled his papers. “Alright. You can leave this office.” He said. He already concluded that Tobias did not harm anyone.

Tobias rose and begun confessing before Corny looked at him. “On Sunday… Michael was meeting someone in the chief building’s balcony.”

 Corny narrowed his eyes. “Who?”

“I don’t know.” Tobias said. “But, I guess that it was a girl from the way Michael had dressed and sprayed himself.”

Corny took a few seconds digesting the new information. “That was before he got beaten.” He reckoned.

“Most likely.”

“How do you know what Michael was up to, Tobias?”

“Well, I did make a little follow up.” He paused to add with more embarrassment. “I also tracked his cell.”

Corny drew back, grimacing. “You were stalking your opponent? What kind of election rules does your school have?”

“A few.” Tobias replied without a thought.

“No wonder he was killed.” Corny thought aloud.

“That’s all I know.”

Corny nodded and Tobias left.

The office door opened and his assistant officer, Millies walked in.

“Let in another student Millies, please?” Corny asked.

“Before that. The officers searched Michael’s room and his stash. Well, there’s nothing to link him to any threat that could have killed him.”

“Have you checked his phone?”

Millies folded her Irish face. “No. There was no phone anywhere.”

Corny’s eyes flashed. “The boy who just left said that Michael had a cell phone.”

“Well, it wasn't on him when the ambulance took him to the mortuary.”

Corny glanced around the room. “So, where could it be?” he asked more to himself than to Millies. He got a thought. “Millies. Call that boy again. He can help us track Michael’s phone. That might be our first evidence to Michael’s murder and Erin’s.”

“Yes officer.” She said and left.

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