#Chapter 105 Last One Standing

All too quickly, we pulled up to the police station. Processing went fairly smoothly, and the officers were nice enough. I suppose that they remembered me from my vampiric abduction, or they thought that I was pretty enough to overlook the fact that I was being brought in on suspicion of murder. Probably the latter. Just as they were about to put me in a cell, an idea came to my mind. “Can I have my one phone call?” I asked. The officer nodded and took me to the phone. “You have five minutes,” she said. I picked up the receiver and dialed Noah’s number. “Noah Bernard speaking,” he answered. “Noah, it’s me, Crystal.” “Crystal? What are you doing call from—” there was a pause as he looked up the number— “the county jail?” “I was arrested, Noah.” “Arrested! On what charge?” “Murder. They think that I killed John Brown.” “What?” Noah whispered, “Did you?” “No, of course not! Be serious, Noah. I’m in big trouble here.” “I am being serious. What kind of evidence