Chapter OneA Chapter by lala15Interview with the Predator."Ten thirteen, where were you, Mister Vintelio?" "On Wednesday?" "Yes, on Wednesday." "In the PM or in the AM?" "Mister Vintelio, let's not play games, alright? The question was, I repeat, at ten thirteen am last Wednesday, where were you?" "With all respect, I have to question whether or not that is a serious question. How am I to remember exactly where I was at ten thirteen exact, last Wednesday?" He took a deep breath. "These are pointless questions." Quietly the officer began to reach for the phone to his right. After punching in some numbers with his pudgy fingers, he proceeded to speak to the person on the other line. "Pointless questions apparently, get a volunteer PI, thanks." His voice stern. On the other side of the table sat Kester, the suspect of the theft and murder of Carles Gwan; a business man. His posture was upright and strict. Not a single muscle twitched and his eyes were focused on the phone. "You weren't very cooperative." The officer pointed out. "And for people like that we have plenty of space. Just wouldn't benefit you." He finally looked up at Kester. "We aren't bad people looking to get others in jail. And quite hones--" "I don't need to hear your pity talk sir." Kester interrupted, followed with the fold of his arms over his chest. Nodding after a few seconds, the officer stood and put his hands up at head level. "Say no more." Kester had his head down on the table with his eyes closed. The door shut and he remained in his position. The woman walked over to the table and slammed a portfolio on the table which caused Kester to jump and look up abruptly. "So you don't want to cooperate.." She began. "Well alright, not a problem. I will have you set up to leave tomorrow for an adequate prison tomorrow morning, meanwhile today you will stay here at the local retention center." She began to mark with her pen inside the portfolio before pausing and looking up at Kester. "Understood?" She questioned. "Oh yes, of course, Miss..." "Falle Prei." "Miss Prei." Kester retried. "Good then that is all, have a wonderful day." Falle replied. A finger rose to push her glasses up and she stood quietly, portfolio at hand. "That's it?" Kester smirked. "It's all you are admitting to want." Was her reply, an equal smirk on her face. "Alright, I'll speak up." He chuckled and raised an eyebrow, leaning back in his chair. "Very well, don't waste either of our time." Fall returned, taking her seat once more. The interview began. © 2014 lala15Author's Note
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Added on February 23, 2014 Last Updated on February 23, 2014 Tags: Investigation, Crime, Adventure, Battle, Good vs Evil, Predator vs. Prey Author
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