"Dad wants to talk to you" Malik says coming in the room. I took the phone "Sir" I said softly as I wipe my tears. Nana stayed quiet. "Why are the cops calling me telling me that I have to come in for questioning when I get back" "I don't know, sir. I swear" I said. "What did you do" "Nothing sir, I've just been in bed watching tv" "I'll find out for myself" he says and hung up. "The cops called him telling him he needs to come in for questioning when he gets back" I hand Malik back his phone. "What happened" "I really don't know" "Are you in trouble" Nana asked. "I hope not" I mumbled cuddling with her.