Interview with Ernest's Mother: Ruth Char.

The police asked Ms.Char to meet at the station for questioning but the suspect preferred the interview to be at her house-that's what Ernest would want, and honestly she was too distraught to leave her home. The police reluctantly obliged. 

Description of Ruth: Small brunette woman with brown eyes and pierced ears.

Transcription of interview below:

Ms. Char: Can I get you anything? Tea? Soda?

Officer: No, thank you.

Ms. Char: Are you sure? 

Officer: I’d like to get on with the interview.

Ruth Chars' eyes cloud over.

Ms. Char: Of course.

Ms. Char leads the officer into a nicely lit living room.

Officer: Where were you between 9:00 PM Friday and 7:13 AM Monday?

Ms. Char: I can’t believe he’s gone. With my husband, Goff and my other son, Ronald, passing in a car accident and now this….

Officer: Ma’am, you didn’t answer the question.

Ms. Char: No, I don’t suppose I didn't. It’s just been a lot with everything.

Officer: Of course, my condolences. If you could just tell me where you were between 9:00 PM-

Ms. Char: Are you sure you won’t have anything to drink?

Officer: If I take some water, will you answer my questions?

Ms. Char: Ice cubed or crushed?

Officer: Ma’am...

Ms. Char: Yes, of course, my apologies.

Officer: Were you and Ernest fighting the day he passed away? Do you know where his phone is?

Ms. Char: Yes, for the first one and no for next. He and his friend Matt didn’t have phones. They had this weird pact about avoiding tech... Kids. Anyway, we got into a squabble about the smallest thing... he was talking about joining this...

Officer: Joining what?

Ms. Char: Never mind. I shouldn’t have said anything...

Officer: Ms. Char-

Ms. Char: Ruth, please.

Officer: Ms. Ruth, what you say now can help our investigation.

Ms. Ruth: That’s what I’m so scared about.

A tear pricks at Ruth Chars' eye.

Ms. Ruth: Now, then- I’m cooking supper. If you don’t mind.

Officer: Ruth, this is-

Ruth: I’m afraid I’m busy as it is.

**END OF INTERVIEW**

Interview with Ernests friend, Matthew Simons.

Description of Matthew: Slender and blond with dark green eyes.

Officer: Are you Matthew Simons?

Matthew: Let's get this over with.

Officer: Where were you between the hours 9:00 PM Friday and 7:13 AM Monday?

Matthew: I was at my house. And I have security footage of it.

Officer: You have cameras in your home?

Matthew: I had a break-in a couple of months ago. You can’t blame me for being paranoid.

Officer: What did the robbers take?

Matthew: An ivory bracelet, a silver coated ashtray, and an Apple watch.

Officer: You were in your house the entire weekend?

Matthew: I was very sick with the flu. I only left my bedroom to go fix myself meals and to go to the bathroom.

Officer: Do you have footage?

Matthew: You have lots of questions.

Officer: Your friend is dead.

Matthew: Do you think I don’t know??!

Matthew raises from his seat, motioning grandly with his arms. 

Matthew: I am reminded daily-his photos appearing on my phone-

Officer: Funny- Ruth seemed to think you didn’t have a phone.

Matthew: My mistake. My Apple watch.

Officer: Ok... I have all that I need. Thank you.

Matthew Simons is silent.

**END OF INTERVIEW**

Interview with tour guide, Brian Hart.

Description of Brian: Slender build with sinewy muscles, dark choppy hair, and sharp green eyes.

Brian: Hello! Can I get you anything?

Officer: Not again…

Brian: What was that?

Officer: Nothing for me, thanks. Can I ask you some questions?

Brian: That’s why you're here, ain't it? Or do ya just want to chat?

Brian Hart chuckles at his own joke.

Officer: Let’s sit.

Brian: Yes! I just got this velvet couch imported from India! Let's break it in, shall we?

Officer: Lovely. Where were you between the days Friday and Monday? 

Brian: You know.........

Officer: No, I don't know.

Brian: Aw, geeze, are you gonna make me say it?

Officer: Yes?

Brian: I stayed up waaay too late at a friend's house-and-is this being recorded?

Officer:...No.

Brian: Haha thank God-I was actually supposed to be somewhere else, but responsibilities are stupid. You get it, don’t you?

Officer: I am a cop.

Brian: Well, of course, mate! I’m not stupid, am I? 

Officer: You stayed up too late and…?

Brian: You know??

Officer: No??

Brian: Well... I had to crash at my friend's house. We woke up so late-it was epic. Like EPIC.

Officer: Who’s the friend?

Brian: Wait... I thought you were not recording?

Officer: What? I’m-

Brian: Then what's the mic by your neck?

Officer: You see it’s mandatory...

Brian: Haha-you think you can trick me??

Brian steps closer and extends his hand to the mic.

Officer: Sir this is—zzzzzzt

**END OF INTERVIEW**