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SIDNEY WAS NOW BEING QUESTIONED BY THE POLICE ON WHAT HAPPENED TONIGHT. And what was Rose doing, she was glaring a Billy through the window of the Sheriff's office, where he was being questioned.
If he was the towns murder, how could he be so careless as to getting caught, with his own phone dropping out of his pants pocket. No there was something else going on here.
She didn't have a care in the world if Billy did it or not, she just wanted to know why he got caught so easily if he did do it.
Though she was still racking up clues in her head, to who it could be terrorizing Woodsboro California, because the town was small and boring so it had to have been a kid doing it.
She just narrowed it down to a few suspects her comrades, friends of you will.
Did she care that she was suspecting them — no, was she going to plain out question them — no. Why because she didn't care.
I mean she should care that her classmates were murdered or the fact that they are seemingly going after Sidney next, but she just didn't give a shit.
