SPECIAL AGENT FIELD OFFICE

The next day, in the office bullpen office, My Mom, Special Agent Alessandra Johnson has been building a case against Marguerite Levesque. And with enough evidence, including the death of Trixie and the suicidal death of Shelley, Marguerite will be locked up behind bars at the Providence Women's Prison.

On the investigation board, there's a Polaroid of Marguerite Levesque and other information tying to her.

"Okay, we have our investigation case against Marguerite Levesque, we just need one more piece and we can apprehend her.

"Get her to confess the murders of Trixie and Shelley." I said.

"Yep, that's the last piece we need, but it won't be easy because she's gonna be trying to save her ass." Alessandra said.

"I'll get her to confess. One way or another. Marguerite Levesque is going down." I said.

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ROCHELLE'S DINER

Alyssa and I are sitting in a booth table across from each other.

"Alyssa? My Mom and Agent Johnson needs your help to take down your Aunt Marguerite." I said to her.

"I'll do it." Alyssa said.

I become bewildered. "Just like that? I mean, not to be bewildered, but you don't have any mixed feelings about her?" I asked.

"After finding out from Agent Johnson that my Mafia rich bitch, Aunt Marguerite, was involved in the deaths of my former gal pals, Trixie and Shelley, yeah, I'll help you take down Marguerite Levesque. So what do you need?"

"We just need a confession." I said.

"My Aunt Marguerite has an apartment at the luxury apartment named The Silverstone Orchid." Alyssa said. "I've visited her a few times."

"Okay." I said.

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THE SILVERSTONE ORCHID -- MARGUERITE'S LUXURY APARTMENT

Later that day, in the living room, Alyssa and I are looking around at the living room.

"This place is neat and tidy." I said.

"Don't let that fool you, Catty. The "neat and tidy" is a facade." said Alyssa.

"Alyssa? Catty?" Marguerite said, slowly walks into the living room. "I would offer you two young ladies a drink of red wine, but this is a regular visit."

"Cut the bullshit, Marguerite. You're guilty of your misdeeds." Alyssa said.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Marguerite said.

"Shelley's dead." I tell her with my arms folded.

Marguerite looks at me, shocked. "How come?"

"She was too scared and paranoid of you, so, she pointed a gun at her forehead temple and pulled the trigger. Right in front of me and Agent Johnson." I tell her.

"Fear can make you do things." Marguerite said, sitting in an armchair.

"So, you don't really care as long as Shelley suicided herself." I tell her. "Trixie and Shelley were right about you. You're just like your monster of a husband, Remy. The difference is, he is used to getting his gloved hands dirty while you send your bodyguard and chauffeur, Toney, to your dirty work because you can't get your polished fingernails dirty."

Marguerite looks at me with an annoyed look on her face.

Catty (VO) That struck a nerve.

"Trixie and Shelley were both weak little brats. They were sensitive to things." Marguerite Levesque told me and Alyssa.

"But you didn't want Trixie and Shelley to spill the beans about you because you leveraged them both." Alyssa said. "And when they tried to refuse, you threatened to kill them both."

"Trixie didn't want to be apart your Mafia business anymore. I assume she tried to quit and she left. But you grew worried that she might tell my parents about your illicit activities and Mafia secrets getting out, so, you had Toney silenced Trixie by having her throat silt and Trixie's dead body was found in the swimming hole." I tell Marguerite.

Infuriated, Marguerite gets up to her feet and looks at both Alyssa and Myself. "Trixie was nothing but a loose end. I suspected that she was gonna crack under pressure at any minute. But she was smart enough to know she was getting too deep in my Mafia business. So, yes, I sent Toney to kill Trixie. And as for Shelley, I intimidated her by showing a Polaroid picture of Trixie's dead body, telling her stay quiet or she will end up dead, just like her friend, Trixie."

"You're a bitch." Alyssa said. "Shelley was already scared by the Polaroid picture of Trixie's dead body."

"At least, Shelley won't be talking about my Mafia business anymore because she murdered herself." Marguerite said.

"I hope you rot at the Providence Woman's Prison, Marguerite." I tell her.

Alyssa and I exchange looks at each other and we both reveal our wires, which were hidden in our sleeves.

Alyssa walks over to the door and opens it.

"Agent Johnson?" I said.

Agent Alessandra Johnson walks into the living room with my Mom.

"Marguerite Levesque? You are under arrest for the murders of young adults, Trixie Simmons and Shelley Dawson and aiding and abetting in your husband's, Remy Levesque's, Mafia illicit activities." Agent Johnson said, zip-ties Marguerite's hands behind her. "Like your husband, Remy, you are hereby stripped of your money and will be completely bankrupt."

"And as for your Mafia henchmen, they will also be charged with aiding and abetting you and Remy with illicit activities as well." My Mom said.

Marguerite looks at her niece, Alyssa, with a pleading expression on her face. "Alyssa? You're not gonna let them take me away to prison? I'm your Aunt."

"Not anymore, I disown you." Alyssa said.

Agent Alessandra Johnson escorts Marguerite Levesque out of her apartment.

"Good job, Alyssa. Carmina. With Marguerite's confession, this case is solved and closed." My Mom said.

Alyssa and I exchange small smiles at each other.

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ROCHELLE'S DINER

That evening, Sebastian, Grayson, Leigh Ann, Sasha and I are sitting in a booth table across from each other.

"I can't believe it. It's over. Marguerite is over." Sebastian said.

"Yeah, we can finally relax ourselves." I said.

We all exchange small smiles at each other and I look outside of the window blinds at a woman wearing a purple fur coat.

[Song: A Little Wicked - Valerie Broussand]

"Who's the woman?" I asked.

The guys looks out of the window blinds at the woman wearing a purple fur coat.

"She must be new around here in town." Leigh Ann said.

"Yeah, she's a new face around here." I said. "We shouldn't draw any attention from her, I'll see you guys."

I gets up and walks away. Alessandra and I exchange small smiles at each other.

"Hey, Alessandra." Rochelle greeted her.

"Hey, Mom." Alessandra said.

"Mom?" I said, a little surprised.

Rochelle and Alessandra exchange small smiles at each other.

"Yeah, you guys, Rochelle is my Mom." Alessandra said.

Me and the Beckett Crew exchange surprised looks at each other. Alessandra and I exchange small smiles at each other.

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- Third POV -

At VANESSA RUSSO'S VICTORIAN UNFURNISHED MOBILE HOUSE, in the dimly-lit living room, Vanessa Russo sits in the middle of candles.

Vanessa sits on a pillow cushion in a cross-legged sitting position. There are mystical tattoos on both her arms and back of her hands.

She has her eyes closed as she hums to herself, wearing a dark purple strapless corset dress.

With her one hand out at the six lit candles, Vanessa Russo slowly opens her eyes, which glows purple, putting out the lit candles with her magic.

Vanessa's eyes still glow purple as she smiles with a sly grin, implying that she's a mage witch.

[Song ends]

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