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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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