"You're under arrest for attempted terrorism and murder. You have the right to remain silent. You do not have to say anything but it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something you later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be taken and given as evidence against you. Do you understand?"
Rosie sighed as the last of the people they had linked to the attacks in England were taken out of the room. She sat down on the table in the corner of the room and ran her hands through her hair. "Well," she said, finally, "That looks to be the last of them." she smiled up at her supervisor who nodded and left the room, leaving her alone.
"Well done," a tiny voice said. Bev sat herself down next to Rosie and smiled, "Looks like thats all wrapped up now,"
"Pfft," Rosie said, "We've yet to put them all through court and.." she sighed, "but, yeah, mostly," she smiled at the ghost.
"So, what now?" Bev said, expectantly.
"What do you mean, what now?" Rosie said, confused, "Now we can go back to our normal lives and--" she stopped and clapped her hand to her mouth, "Sorry... It's a.. habit.."
Bev chuckled, "Don't worry about it," she nudged Rosie's shoulder with hers, "Sometimes I forget too." she paused and looked down at the floor sadly, "Does this mean I have to go?"
"What? Of course not! You can stay with me," Rosie smiled kindly, "I need a friend after..." she gulped as the memory of Aaron flashed into her head. "It'll be fun. You can give me all the ghosty gossip," she said, smirking.
Bev grinned, "Really? Thank you!"
A quiet beep came from inside of Rosie's bag and she pulled out her phone, "One second," she said to Bev, standing up off the table and taking the call, "Hello? ... Really? That's great news!! Thanks, Percy. I'll be there soon." she put the phone down and grinned, "It looks like most of them are confessing to being put up to it by Clive. And I'm needed... Do you want to meet somewhere or do you want to come?"
Bev grinned and stood up, "I'd love to come."