Cloudy and Igneous bust through the front doors of the police station; having reporters and executive eyes now at their attention. They looked like they were out of breath or... Wronged very badly? The pair walked up to the counter; gasping for air.
“Help!”
Cloudy collapsed on the ground unconscious. The deputies accompany Ingenious; suspecting him of committing a crime. He was a little distance behind her. He’s could’ve harmed her and tried to prevent her from reaching them?
“What’s the issue?”
One of the deputies asked with an accusing, low tone.
“Our daughters, that lived on the Rock farm, were massacre!”
His voice and words went through everypony’s ears. The deputies placed him in handcuffs; detaining him. They thought that statement was a cover-up.
“What are you doing!”
Why have they detained him? Are they mad? Or maybe... They had something to do with the crime and knew he would come here to report it.
(”Keeping the offense a secret are they!?”)
Cloudy got up from the ground, feeling weak, confused about why her husband is put in custody. She was angry that they suspected him of a crime.
“What are you doing!?”
Cloudy said with fury; how dare they accuse her husband of a crime? He was coming to report one!
“Mam... Why did you fall unconscious?”
One brown-coated deputy said with curiosity; she only showed mental exhausting; The gray mare was out of stamina.
“What did I just say to you!? Our daughters were killed on the Rock Farm! I get you deputies suspect me of a crime, but right now, you got the wrong pony in custody.”
“You have the right to remain silent you know?”
The deputy walked over to Cloudy asking if she is his wife and if what he said about a massacre on a Rock Farm is true.
“Are you his wife mam?”
Cloudy didn’t like the way her husband was treated, she wanted to place them in the same ordeal and repeat what they did to Igneous. She calmly, but loudly replied.
“Yes!”
They released Igneous; he made his way to the desk. He was angry for being detained, but he’s angrier about the perpetrator of the crime that involves his daughters being slaughtered.
“Cloudy you talk, these deputies are-!”
Igneous insult was thrown to the curve as he was cut off. Cloudy accompanied her husband, who still couldn’t get over them placing him in custody; if they would’ve tried to put the massacre on him, they will-!
“I heard you about the massacre on the Rock farm.”
The chief of police said with confidence; he already sent a duo to check it out; a police officer and a detective. This village hasn’t seen a murder since 50 years ago; before he became chief; he might look a little old but he’s only 48 years old, he wasn’t born yet.
“Yes. That’s right!”
Cloudy said utterly. She still couldn’t get over her daughters being slaughtered; the reason she would like to know, there is never a reason for murder so whatever the reason was inexcusable.
“We send a deputy with one of the best detectives to investigate the crime scene. How many daughters were on the Rock Farm?”
The chief asked; labeling this information as vital. If there’s a murderer; the murderer will be found to keep this village safe, and of course be brought to justice.
“3 sirs. I’m... Not sure if the third one is dead?”
Igneous voice became formal. He finally forgave them for detaining him; he assumed it was because Cloudy was a small distance behind him and she was running and screaming in panic. They looked out for his wife and are now willing to help bring the hammer of justice down on the killer who killed his daughters.
“We haven’t spotted our daughter, Marble Pie. We assume she must’ve been-!”
He was interrupted by his wife. She didn’t want to hear about Marble’s possible death.
“Don’t say that Igneous!”
Cloudy emotionally spoke out loud; her voice going in everyponys’ ears ahain. She hoped for him to think of the positive for Marble Pie; maybe she escaped or she went off somewhere? Think positive, not negative.
“Alright, alright.”
Igneous said not wanting to set Cloudy off. Igneous wanted to cool her down; he doesn’t want her to have a panic attack like earlier; that would be bad for her health and waste time.
“What were you saying?”
The Sargent gave them a shallow look. He felt sorrow and compassion for them, but when you are an authority; you’ll get lied to too much, so this can all be a fairy tail.
“There were 3 their sir. 2 not far from the house. The other one...”
Cloudy gave Igneous a flustered expression, indicating him to stop while he still can. He needs to think positive that she’s alive and not what the worst is; Igneous feels responsible for not being there, but he going to trust his gut; the killer wasn’t going to let one go so she could identify him.
“Well... We don’t know?”
Igneous nervously said. He didn’t want Cloudy to have another panic attack here. That wouldn’t be good for nopony; it wouldn’t help any either find the killer.
“Was she there with them?”
The chef already guesses the answer correctly from what he already heard, just wanted to make sure he attained important evidence as most accurately. If not you’re left to inference.
“Yes.”
Igneous said with a normal tone. This drove his and Cloudy fear that Marbel Pie was dead.
“The deputy will search around for the third one.”
The chef said with a professional tone. He was optimistic about his deputies and detectives. He feels certain they could find Marble Pie if she’s alive, and make the killer face justice.
“Thanks, sir.”
He felt relief pass over him; knowing they will most likely find the pony responsible. That’s what he and Cloudy hoped for at least. The Sargent walkie-talkie started to speak.
“22-66. 2 bodies have been confirmed. Maud Pie and Limestone Pie.”
The Sargent reached for his walkie-talkie. Pressing the button so he could talk into it. He needs them to search for the third one.
“12-15. Check for the third one. Marble Pie’s her name.”
The chef ordered. If they find Marbel Pie dead, then this could indicate this is more than a serial killer?
“I’ll check, over.”
The detective replied sassily to the chef. He knows what he’s doing.
“May we go back and help him look for Marble Pie?”
The chef almost put his talkie down. He put it to his mouth, pressed the button that was red and allowed him to speak I to it, and spoke again.
“I’m sending the reporters back to the scene so They’ll assist you.”
The chef told the detective that they are the parents of these ponies, they could provide useful information for this case? They don’t seem to be suspects of the crime scene. They aren’t suspects at all in his eyes. The chef believes the detective and deputy would also agree.
“Alright...”
The detective sassily replied to the chef again; if he didn’t solve almost all the cases hoof over to him, then he wouldn’t be the detective most counted on.
“Are you ready to go dear?”
His voice charming her, asking with still a little regret in his tone. He wanted her to feel better and secure.
“Yes...”
Cloudy said with fatigue; her mentality finally getting better, the death of her daughters are a burden no parent should ever suffer, not even the killer although he probably doesn’t have fillies, cause he ain’t nice or good, he’s pure evil. Cloudy and Igneous both made their way back to the Rock farm; they wanted to help the deputy and detective in anyway they can. The killer must be brought to justice.