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"So let me get this straight, Quentin just, died?"

Seto winced, "Don't say it like that! It makes me, uncomfortable. . ."

"You're uncomfortable, and you're a cop? Nice job there Seto." Carla muttered, her voice thick with sarcasm.

"But yes, he's dead." Ian murmured in a bored expression. "And now, Seto thinks I did something."

"Seto, are you serious?" Carla groaned. "Do you actually think this retard, no offense Ian, can think of a perfect plan to kill someone?"

"You know I agree with you, but I do it just to not seem so conceited." Ian said as he fumbled with a quarter in between his fingers nonchalantly.

"What? I don't suspect you!" Seto protested in shock. "I just came to tell you the news in person!"

"You know, I'd believe you, but you're a cop, I'm a well dressed man with secrets one can not simply get to, and Carla's a prostitute."

"Once, a prostitute, Ian." Carla mumbled.

"Whatever, my point is, it seems suspicious that you're here, and it can't be just me, or do you disagree, Carla?" Ian asked as he turned to look at Carla.

Carla frowned as she pursed her lips, "Sorry Seto, I'll have to agree with Ian on this one."

Seto threw his arms up in the air as he looked at her in disbelief, "Oh come on! You-"

He got cut off by Ian's phone ringing in his pocket, making Carla tense. Ian bit his lip and he took it out, mumbling, "I'll be right back. . ."

He walked to a different room, leaving an uncomfortable Carla and an angered Seto. Carla sighed as she started rubbing her temples, "Look Seto, I'm sorry, I don't know what to think right now. If I'm siding with Ian it's because-"

"No. . . I get it." Seto murmured.

Carla gave him a slight smile. "Hey, no hard feelings, right?"

Seto let out a soft chuckle, "There aren't any, because he was right."

Carla's smile changed into a frown almost immediately, "W-What do you mean?"

"I'm sorry, you two were my first suspects and I saw you entering his apartment so I just thought it was a coincidence and-"

"A coincidence you say? Well I think not. I would never murder anyone. Especially if it's a friend. Come on Seto you know better than this!" Carla protested angrily.

"I know I just, didn't think straight, I'm sorry." Seto apologized.

Carla sighed, "You're a cop after all, I guess I can't blame you. . ."

He nodded slowly and walked away to Ian's kitchen. Carla frowned and paced the living room slowly, until she heard Ian talk, "Really? Lachlan I don't know. . ."

Lachlan? Why would he be talking to him? Carla looked at the close door curiously, and she slowly leaned against it, her ear touching the hard wood as she listened closely.

Ian laughed, "No worries Lachlan!

"I won't tell Carla a thing."

-Author's Note-

I told you I'd be working hard.

Worked on this at school OOOOH

Bitches get on mah level!

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(at least I think it'll be daily)