"Famer's Story-writing debate tournament Round#1 Buddamoose VS TUF

"Daniel Rose!" gasped Smithers, "my god, I think we've found our first suspect!" Renault stood still, deeply contemplating this new developement. Sure, it was highly cooncidental that Daniel Rose's house happened to be the one that this burial ground was found under. But was it really enough to say Rose was the perpertrator of this vigilantism? Maybe... "We need to go and bring Mr. Rose in for questioning, " Renault finally spoke. He exited the van and walked toward his vehicle. Getting inside, he turned it on and drove off. He had some phone calls to make before he brought Rose in. -------- Arriving at The Rose household, Renault sat for a minute, observing it. It was a rather large victorian style home. Three stories in height, by his estimation, at the least 10 rooms in size. The bushes around the deck were overgrown. Lawn uncut, the house itself appeared decrepit. Boarded up windows, faded paint. It looked as if it hadnt been inhabitated for years. Renault exited his vehicle and approached the entrance. Knocking on the door, he stood and waited for the answer. A couple minutes passed and none came. He knocked again. Still no answer. With a third try, Renault finally heard a voice yell from inside, "I'll be right there!!" A minute later a tall, exhausted, and depressed looking man answered the door. "Mr. Rose?" Renault asked. "Yeah, I'm Daniel Rose. What can i helo yoy with?" Rose replied. "I'm here to arrest you for the murder of Daniel Bennet." Renault stated. Rose's eyes went wide with shock. "What!? Who is Daniel Bennett?" He queried. "We can talk down at the station, Mr. Rose, for now, I'm going to have to cuff you. I'd appreciate your compliance but it isnt necessary. Now please step outside slowly, turn around facing the wall and place your hands flat on it above your head. Rose did as Renault asked. Renault then quickly patted him down, and cuffed him. Once done, he led Rose back to his vehicle, and helped him into the backseat. How odd, Renault thought, he hasnt really put up much objection to this. This entire time, he has simply been entirely docile. ---------- "What do you mean? I certainly didnt kill that monster!" Rose retorted in disgust. That bastard who killed my daughter is a murderer. I'm not, doing so would just stoop me to his level!" "Mr. Rose, you have clear motive to. He did kill your daughter after all." Renault said. "AND SO I'M FVCKING ECSTATIC SOMEBODY ACTUALLY DID. AT LEAST HE FOUND OUT WHO KILLED MY DAUGHTER AND GAVE HIM HIS PROPER RETRIBUTION! SOMETHING YOU INCOMPETENT FVCKS COULDNT EVEN GET CLOSE TO DOING! YOU IMBECILES JUST THOUGHT SHE HAD RUN AWAY FROM HOME! HOW DOES IT FEEL KNOWING SOMEONE IS BETTER AT YOU'RE JOB THAN YOU ARE RENAULT?" Rose roared, losing control. After he did so, he slumped back in his chair seemingly exhausted. Renault just sat there, shocked. That was the first time he'd seen Rose lose control like that. "I... I'm sorry," Rose began again, "you have to understand, my daughter is dead. She was my everything. I havent slept in such a long time, and now you arrest me for killing her killer? Its just so appalling. Havent I been through enough? Why cant you just leave me alone. I honestly just want to be left alone..." "I understand Mr. Rose," Renault spoke, "i'll be back. I think you could use a little bit to gather your thoughts." Renault stood up and walked out of the interrogation room. Melanie, the woman from earlier was standing outside, waiting. "Well?" She asked. Suddenly Renaults phone rang, he picked it up, "Hello?" "You very well know its not him Renault. He doesnt have it in him. He's not like us." It chuckled. "Don't compare yourself to me. I'm an officer of the law, you're just a twisted vigilante using religion as an excuse to perform vigilantism." It cackled, "oh Mr. Renault, we're more alike than you are admitting, and probably even know. Remember you're special, and tonight, tonight you'll find this out exactly how much alike we truly are." "What are you talking about?" "Corner of elm and hickory, Mr. Renault. Dont be late, and dont think of trying to bring others. Not saying you arent more than welcome to. But... You still wont catch me, and it will still result in the same outcome regardless. You and I will finally come face to face. And just as a little incentive to do this, you might want to check your interrogation room." It replied. "WHAT?!?" Renault gasped, he ran to the observation room, Rose, was... GONE. "Surprise Mr. Renault. Now its time to find him. Best do a better job than you did of finding Annabelle... and... YOUR WIFE." Suddenly he...it... began demonically laughing. "What... WHAT ARE YO-U... HOW DID YOU KNOW-..." Renault trailed off. "Elm and Hickory, Renault, dont be late. Rose is depending on you. Lets try not to let him down twice." *click* "HOW THE HELL DID ROSE GET TAKEN OUT OF HERE?" Renault roared, "somebody look at the surveillance tapes of this room. We need to figure out what happened! AND LOCK THIS WHOLE STATION DOWN NOW!" He hit an alarm on the wall. "NOBODY GETS IN OR OUT OF THIS STATION UNTIL EVERY INCH OF HERE HAS BEEN SWEPT!" ------------- Questions to answer: 1) What will they find on the surveillance tapes 2) What will they find in the sweep of the station 3) What will occur that night when Renault goes to finally meet the mysterious vigilante? Good Luck TUF