Scott, Tom, and Katie were shocked when they saw the badge. It was Tom's badge which he had always kept in his pocket. And the picture on the badge was the same as the mural plastered in Scott's study room.
Sheriff Webb's eyes locked on Scott. The middle-aged man looked at him intently. Then, he asked again, “Mr. Hanson, do you recognize this badge?”
"Oh sorry, Sheriff. Y-yes of course I recognize the badge. That badge belongs to Tom and somehow it's in your hands because Tom lost his badge a while ago,” Scott stammered.
"Sir, are you sure about your explanation?" asked Sheriff Webb disgruntled.
Suddenly, Katie remembered that she had to check the food she made. Then she said goodbye to Sheriff Webb.
“Umm Sheriff, I'm sorry. I have to go back inside and check my cooking.” Then Katie sprinted into the house and left her two friends behind.
Now, only her two other friends and Sheriff Webb were left. Tom could not do much or answered the questions asked by the middle-aged man.
"Yeah, I'm sure and sorry we can't help you," said Scott, feeling a little scared.
"Last night there were a lot of victims in the woods, and I have my suspicions that you guys were involved in this," replied Sheriff Webb.
"Do you just guess from that badge that we were involved?" asked Tom.
“Yes, apart from finding Mr. Hanson at the bottom of the abyss with a girl. How could you possibly be trapped down there?” asked Sheriff Webb suspiciously.
“I felt at a different point than her and by chance I found her. Does this sound weird to you?” asked Scott.
"Yes. It would be better if you all admit what happened last night before I investigate this further and find out the truth.”
"We don't know about it and somehow the badge got there," Scott said.
“Alright, if you insist, that's fine. But, I will keep an eye on you guys and find out the truth. Good afternoon all." Sheriff Webb got back into his car and drove away leaving them who start to feel worried that their identities would be known.
Tom sighed and looked at his best friend and said, "How is it?"
After making sure Sheriff Webb's car was out of sight, then Scott led Tom into the house. Arriving at the house, Scott invited him to talk in his study room.
They sat opposite each other at Scott's desk. He was silent and seemed to be deep in thought about all of this. The case of his father's death, the incident last night in the middle of the forest. He feared that one day Sheriff Webb would find out the truth and it would affect his family's reputation and business.
The werewolves mingled with the residents of Stowe for hundreds of years and although there were a few cases, they were all covered up by the High Court.
“Scott, what should we do?” Tom asked, looking into his face.
"We can only be more careful, report this matter to the High Court and ask Mr. James for help," he replied.
"Then, what is written in the autopsy letter from the police?" asked Tom.
“My father died from poison. Someone must have put poison in his food and I'm not sure if Fred's father was the mastermind behind it all. They do compete, but during that time both of them always compete healthily. I want to investigate this, but I don't know where to start.”
"You can start with your father's assistant first," said Katie who suddenly entered Scott's study room, carrying two plates of fruit pies. Then, the girl sat beside Tom and put the two plates on the table.
"Do you mean we start by questioning Bert?" asked Scott.
"Yeah, he was with your dad when it happened," Katie replied.
"But, he has testified in court and the police before."
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