Officer Andreas’ breath grew shallow with a weakening intake of apprehension and his body was still with anxiety because he knew that everything that had been going on in the interrogation room had nothing to do with the real matter at hand. He knew that he was guilty of going beyond the scope of his right.Every question he asked Alan pointed to the pain he had in his mind from the death of his cousin. Nothing was pointing to the alleged assault or investigation about what happened at the gym.But he wasn’t going to spill his faults to the inspector.“Oh, of course, Inspector. We have gotten a little information from him,” Officer Andreas responded. “He claims that he was only minding his business but he seems to be holding back on whether he was a joint member with the other three or he really assaulted them.”Officer Andreas’ statement was only intended to complicate Alan more and make it look like he did something bad. That was the only thing he wanted. He had sworn in his mind ne
Pasalic swallowed. “Alright officer, sorry about that. Okay, so, Alan Greyson got into the gym not long after and everyone was minding their business until I noticed that the three thugs moved closer to Alan. They pressed the weight that he was lifting on his chest as if they intentionally wanted to hurt him.”Officer Andreas’ senses were on high alert with a desperate pique of attention and his ears strained with a tug of desperation. He was looking for a loophole in the testimony that he was going to pounce on.“Luckily, Alan stood up and tried to defend himself but the thugs seemed to have been prepared for the whole situation because they began to beat him up and insult him until he lay on the ground writhing in pain. That was when we knew that it was no longer safe at the gym center.”Officer Andreas bulldozed his way into Pasalic’s speech, his voice piercing through. “Hmm, so how then did the men you claim to be thugs were the ones who got badly injured.”“No, Sir—Alan got injur
“Alright, let’s wait and see if a third witness would come. The moment there is a third testimony, make sure you secure his release irrespective of what time it may be,” Inspector Tyson instructed.Officer Andreas saluted. “Yes, Inspector.”He then left the inspector’s office and got to the counter.“Hey, madam,” he spoke to the young lady officer at the entrance of the station.“There is something I need you to do for me and I need you to be very smart about it.”“Alright Officer, I am attentive,” the lady officer spoke.“You will have to watch out for a particular person for me. I don’t know who the person is going to be but it’s most likely to be a male. The person is going to claim that he wants to testify in a matter that involves Alan Greyson. The moment you hear that name, you are to contact me about it,” Officer Andreas spoke, his voice low in a whisper.“You shouldn’t tell anyone about this assignment I am giving to you. It is very simple and straightforward, isn’t it?” The
Under normal circumstances, suspects who are kept in police custody over the night are kept in a police cell but it was going to be easy to convince Inspector Tyson to let him sleep in the investigation room instead. He didn’t even have to convince the inspector for that to happen. He could decide on his own.“How about Khartoum, Palacios, and Torstein eh? They are the real culprits here. I should be the one most concerned about ensuring that they get the hard end of justice served on them but you haven’t even told me anything about them,” Alan protested.Officer Vincent waved his hand in the air with a perceived disgust. “Mr. Greyson, you are once again trying to be Lord over your own matter. It doesn’t work that way. You need to understand that things run in a different terrain here.”Officer Andreas’ posture was closed off, his body language indicating a refusal to be drawing into any of Alan’s requests or pleadings anymore. “I think we are going to see you at another time.”“In th
“I really don’t know Sir. Is this about the testimony? Have I done something wrong? I just thought that it might be unfair and ungrateful if I played a blind eye to Alan saving us at the gym center.”Officer Andreas’ patience was frayed, his nostrils flared as his anger rose like a tide. “Get me the statement now!”Willock’s hands shook as he dipped his hand into his pocket before offering the paper, his fingers quivering with the weight of dread. “You are so dull after all,” Officer Andreas spoke. “You really wrote the testimony before coming here, haha. Is that how you think it’s done.”Officer Andreas received the paper and with a burst of dread, he dipped the paper into his mouth and started chewing it, each bite transferring a wave of tension through Willock’s spine.Willock’s lips were pressed into a thin line as he didn’t know what to say anymore. He just hoped that he would escape the horror that he was experiencing. He regretted not listening to the still small voice that wa
Willock shrieked, the question throwing him into a chaotic rush of fear.“Sir, it’s just my phone. Please don’t take that away from me as well. I beg you, don’t take this one from me. I wouldn’t have come here anyways if I had known that this would happen,” Willock pleaded, his words tumbling over each other in fear as his blood rushed quickly with a rush of terror.Officer Andreas’ face was impassive, his expression revealing no emotions as he maintained a rigid posture. He stretched his hands out expecting that Willock was going to understand what he was saying.“Sir, I beg you. This is what I intended to use to navigate my way back to the land. I am not even sure that there would be an internet connection. I just want to use it to navigate my way, that’s all. I have no intention of snitching on you.”“This would be the last time I ask you to do the needful,” Officer Andreas warned.Willock’s eyes grew large with a deadly pool of sadness as his shoulders hunched with a droop of desp
Alan’s attention was a spotlight as he grabbed the conversation that they were having and downloaded it to himself. What blood was the boy talking about? Why was he saying that he still wanted to live many years? He must have believed that the other man who is assumed to be his father wanted to kill him.He had to be his father. Yes! He called him ‘dad’ so he had to be his biological father. Alan didn’t want to believe that what he was hearing was the truth about what was going on.It was a horror experience. Why would a young boy feel so danger from his dad?Alan propelled his senses into observing a bit more of the situation that was going on again and he could see that the boy’s body was seized as if he was shocked with electricity. His limbs were shaking and responding to the tide of fear that was flowing through him.Alan was scared for the young boy and feared that he was being molested. Alan’s head dipped slightly as his ears angled toward the conversation.“But, Dad. I though
“Oh, alright then,” Alan responded with a calm smile on his face. “I was just checking in to make sure that everything is okay.”It was obvious that he didn’t want anyone to know about the conversation that he was having with his son but that was more than enough confirmation for Alan that the boy needed saving.He had a flurry of desperate thoughts run through his mind as he wondered by the man claimed to be his father and yet was so harsh to the young boy.Alan was going to a meeting with a few of his staff but it was difficult for him to not see how it was going to end. He wanted to know what was going to become of the boy and what his father was really going to do to him. The boy seemed to be in danger and who knows if he was his guardian angel at least for that day.A few minutes later, the train groaned to a halt and exhaled a breath of steam, its brakes screeching against the metallic rails.The whistle then blew, a blast of sound that signaled that the passengers could now ali