CONFESSION OF PIP FITZ-AMOBI – RECORDED BY DI HAWKINS
Little Kilton Police Station – Interview Room 2
Date: [Redacted]
Interviewer: DI Hawkins
Suspect: Pippa Fitz-Amobi

(Recording begins. Pip Fitz-Amobi sits stiffly across from DI Hawkins, hands clasped together. Her expression is unreadable—too still, too calm.)

DI Hawkins: Pip, you called me. You said you wanted to confess. Do you understand what that means?

Pip: (A small nod.) Yes. That’s why I’m here. (A breath.) I killed Jason Bell.

(A beat of silence. Hawkins doesn’t react immediately, just watches her.)

DI Hawkins: Tell me everything.

THE SIGNS – HOW SHE KNEW SHE WAS BEING STALKED

Pip: It started with dead pigeons. I’d find them outside my house, their necks twisted. Then the chalk figures.

Pip: At first, I thought it was kids messing around. But then I found the email.

DI Hawkins: Email?

Pip: A draft, in Andie Bell’s secret email address. Unsent. (She swallows.) It was addressed to the police station.

DI Hawkins: (Leaning forward.) Andie was trying to go to the police?

Pip: (Nods.) She wrote that she had information about someone dangerous in town. That she wanted to come forward. But she never sent it. She was too scared.

THE KIDNAPPING – WAKING UP IN JASON’S CAR

Pip: I was walking to Nat’s house. I never made it there.

Pip: I didn’t hear him behind me. The rag covered my mouth. The smell—chloroform. I fought, but my body wouldn’t listen. And then—darkness.

Pip: When I woke up, I was in the trunk of a car. Duct tape around my wrists, ankles, mouth. The car was still moving.

DI Hawkins: That’s when you realized who took you?

Pip: (Shakes her head.) Not yet. Not until the car stopped. The trunk opened. And I saw his face.

DI Hawkins: (Softly.) Jason Bell.

THE KILL ROOM – ESCAPING WITH THE HAMMER

Pip: He dragged me inside. Plastic sheets covered the walls. The smell of bleach. A table in the center. (Her voice drops.) I knew what it was for.

Pip: There was a hammer on the ground, next to his tools. He thought the duct tape was enough to keep me still.

Pip: There was a loose edge. I twisted my wrists, over and over, skin tearing. I got one hand free. Then the other. I ripped the tape from my mouth, grabbed the hammer, and climbed onto a shelf. Forced open the small window. Squeezed through.

DI Hawkins: You could have kept running.

Pip: (Shakes her head.) No. If I ran, he’d do it again. Another girl. Another trophy. (Her voice turns sharp, hard.) So I broke the cycle.

THE KILLING

Pip: I still had the hammer in my hand. When he came outside, I ran at him. I swung it into his head.

Pip: He fell. But I knew it wasn’t over. So I kept swinging. I didn’t stop until he wasn’t moving anymore.

MANIPULATING THE TIME OF DEATH

DI Hawkins: You left him there?

Pip: No. I dragged his body to the trunk of his own car. And I turned on the air conditioning.

DI Hawkins: (Brows furrowing.) Why?

Pip: (A slow, cold breath.) Because I needed to control the time of death. If I left him out there, his body would cool at a normal rate. If I lowered his temperature artificially, I could make it seem like he died much later than he actually did. And that would give me an alibi.

DI Hawkins: (Staring at her.) You researched this.

Pip: Of course I did.

FRAMING MAX HASTINGS

DI Hawkins: But you didn’t stop there.

Pip: (Tilts her head slightly.) No. Jason’s body was still out there. Someone had to take the fall.

DI Hawkins: (Flatly.) Max Hastings.

Pip: (A dark smile.) He deserved it.

Pip: I wiped down Jason’s car. Drove it to Max’s house. Sent messages from Jason’s phone to Max’s number. Made it look like they were meeting that night. I planted some of Jason’s blood in Max’s car. Left a trail, just enough for the police to follow.

(She leans forward, voice steady.)

Pip: And it worked, didn’t it?

DI Hawkins: (Expression unreadable.) Max was arrested for Jason’s disappearance. The case was closed.

BURNING GREEN SCENE – FINDING THE BODY

Pip: (Quietly.) But I had to make sure they found Jason before anyone could trace it back to me.

DI Hawkins: (Eyes narrowing.) Green Scene.

Pip: (A nod.) I started the fire. I knew it would spread fast, that someone would find his body in the woods that day. (A breath.) And they did.

THE CONFESSION

Pip: (A flicker of something—guilt? Relief?) I don’t want to be this person anymore.

Pip: So, what happens now?

(A long silence. Then—Hawkins presses stop on the recorder. Click.)

DI Hawkins: (Softly.) Go home, Pip.

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