"Do you have anyone who can confirm this story?" Detective Williams asked tenderly, snapping Josh back to the present.
"Uh, his sister Madison, she- I called her after I got to the hospital, she went home and cleaned up the bathroom before his parents got home. His parents know he was in hospital but, he- he told them it was a basketball injury." The detective nodded and scribbled on her notepad.
"And the hoodie in the trunk, that was the one you were wearing when you found him?"
"Yes. I didn't mean to leave it there I just, I couldn't bear to look at it, to remember how he-" Josh choked and Detective Williams gave him a sympathetic smile.
"You really cared for him didn't you Joshua?"
Josh nodded sniffling again. "I love him, I would never hurt him please, you have to believe me."
She nodded. "If we can corroborate your story then you will be free to-"
She was cut off by Wentz entering the interrogation room, they hurried up to her and began whispering frantically in her ear.
"For the purpose of the tapes: DI Wentz has entered the room to deliver some news, as a result this interview is terminated at 5.26pm."
Josh blinked up at them. "What's going on here?" Dallon asked straightening his jacket.
"Josh is free to go; it seems Tyler Joseph just walked into his family home."
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sillage {joshler}
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] (n.) the scent that lingers in air, the trail left in water, the impression made in space after someone has been and gone; the trace of someone's perfume. "Tyler Joseph aged 17 years was last seen two months ago at his family home in C...
