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It was two guys in suits and a cop.

“Robocop.” I hear myself say and he must’ve heard me too cause he peeked around Brian and waved me over to the door.

Brian shifted anxiously and stepped back around me. Holy shit this was great. The cops are here.

“What did I do now?” I asked as innocently as I could muster trying to close the door slightly. I mean I couldn’t invite them in! Weve got a bag of drugs and stolen money laid out on the bed and fuck. I don’t know if Brian left the gun on the kitchen table or not last night…

“Youre gonna have to come with us.” Robocop motions for me to come outside but I just stood there. I didn’t want to and I wasn’t going to. He arched his eyebrows at me like he wasn’t kidding. I found myself once more turning to Gerard for help.

After a bit of discussion it was decided I was going. And Gerard was going with me. I think Robocop remembered how our last sit down went cause he agreed it would go smoother if I had someone with me. I insisted on Gerard driving us there though. I didn’t want to get stuck, or be at their mercy and not able to leave.

So we ended up following them back to the police station. The whole ride was silent. Mostly cause the chubbier guy in the suit rode with us. But also cause there was nothing to say.

Even once we got inside it was quiet. They led us down a hallway and through some doors and into this rather large room with a mirror on the wall and a long cafeteria style table. Of course they said theyd be right back but weren’t. Almost 10 minutes had passed now.

“I don’t know why they brought us here to talk if were just gonna sit quietly in a room together Gerard.” I leant over and whispered to him and he didn’t say anything. “This is like fucking being in detention.” I whined and he tried not to smile but leant over to whisper to me.

“Yeah but in detention- they don’t watch you through a mirror.” He nodded at it and I frowned looking over. “Just shhh.” He nodded so I bit my lip and sat back a little in my chair.

Finally the door opened and Robocop walked in. I probably should’ve let him talk first but I was so wound up from the silence. I hate silence. It makes me crazy.

“Is this about Will?” I blurt out as he sat down.

“Excuse me?” Was his dry response.

“Will Cutter. That’s why Im here cause of last night?” I demand and Gerard shifted a bit. He wanted me to shut up. He didn’t have to say it. I knew him too well. The slightest movement from him and I could tell.

“Um no.” Robocop seemed to pull a pen out of nowhere as he opened his folder up.

“Well he kidnapped me.” I leant forward in my chair now and Robocop just continued to stare at me. “Last night, he kidnapped me. Write it down.” I encouraged him and he didn’t move a muscle.

“Elle.” Gerard finally spoke up.

“No.” I wouldn’t even look over at him. I wasn’t going to keep fucking things up. Will shouldn’t have been here, he should’ve been locked up after that incident at the 7-11. But he wasn‘t. Mostly cause of me. How I covered it up and didn’t tell them everything. Just let them believe it was a minor attempted robbery. But not this time. No. This time around I was going to make sure he would get what he needed. And if that’s a psch ward then so be it.

“I mean that’s why were here right cause of Will.” I said more as a statement then a question but Robocop shook his head no.

“No I wanted to talk to you about something else.” He began shuffling papers in the folder but I wasn’t having it.

“No.” I found myself leaning back in my chair now. “Im not talking about anything besides Will.” I heard myself saying and I was shocked at how strong my voice sounded. Robocop just looked at me like he wasn’t sure what to say but I was adamant. “Did you arrest him? Last night.. Did anyone arrest him? Anywhere?” I asked and he tossed his pen down now. I was so sure Will had gotten arrested last night. The condition I left him in… Broke and pill-less.

“Elle.” Once more Gerard seemed to be telling me shut up about Will but I refused.

“No Gerard this is a negotiation.” I try to explain to him. “He wants to talk to me and I wont unless we settle this about Will.” I crossed my arms on my chest and wouldn’t budge.

“I can check.” Robocop finally says and I nodded as he got up and left the room.

“Elle this is not a negotiation.” Gerard somewhat hissed at me glancing over at the mirror again.

“Then what is it?” I asked and he shrugged but didn’t get a chance to answer me as the door swung open and Robocop came in again holding some kinda computer print out.

“William Cutter. Arrested 0340. Attempted robbery a459.01 Assault 901.2 Probation violation 239.89b…” He carried on but I couldn’t make heads or tails of anything he was saying. He seemed to take pity on me and explained it all over again in English.

As I suspected Will left the park and tried to knock over a pharmacy and was picked up. They revoked his probation and Robocop said it was unlikely hed get it again. That he was being held for observation somewhere. And that no matter what his parents said, it wouldn’t make a difference this time. It made me feel somewhat relieved but by no means better. Will was a decent guy. Yeah he had problems but they weren’t his fault. He wasn’t an evil man. He was just sick. Maybe in another time or place it would’ve played out differently. I sighed a little defeated. I guess that’s just life. I’ll never know.

“Ok then so we can go.” I started to get up and Robocop motioned for me to sit back down. He was opening up that damn folder and I cringed when I saw what he pulled out of it.

It was a picture of Mr Samuel.

“Oh god not this again.” I groaned. How many times were we gonna do this dance. I glanced over Gerard who had the vacant look on his face and I knew he wasn’t responsible for this. He didn’t ask them to drag me in here this time that was for sure.

Robocop went on to explain that he understands my frustrations and that we would be out of here as quickly as possible. But they have ‘procedures’. so what may seem to me to be trivial and frivolous questions, I still had to answer them And the sooner I did, the sooner I could leave. I bit my tongue and agreed to answer what ever he wanted. I didn’t realize how tedious this was going to be.

He started with basic crap. Name, age, address, marital status. He asked me where I was born. When my mother died, when my papa died. For their names and birthdates too. Then he pulled out a copy of my bank statement and I felt myself getting nervous. He pointed to the deposits to Sing Sing. Wanted to know who I knew there and how.

“Um I don’t know. My grandpa set that up” I shrugged and he frowned but I didn’t say anything else. We just sat there in silence for a moment before he spoke again.

“So then did your grandpa normally send money to random inmates?” He slid the paper closer to me and I wouldn’t look at it.

“Um I don’t know.” I told him honestly and he continued to frown. “What? I send money to support an orphan named Pablo and a penguin named Burt!” I blurt out and I could see Gerard cringing out of the corner of my eye. “Maybe my papa supports inmates?” I shrugged realizing how stupid it sounded but I already went to far so there was no going back now.

“So you have no relation to Nick Walker then?” He asked and I felt myself biting down on my lip.

“We think he may be her birth father but um.” Gerard finally spoke up and one of the two men in suits came into the room now. He whispered something to Robocop and he nodded. Then he walked out and Robocop pushed the picture of Mr S in front of me again.

“Elle how do you know this man?” Robocop taps his pen on the picture and something about it caught my eye. It was like a candid picture. I mean he wasn’t looking at the camera. It was like he was just walking along the street and someone snapped it. It was sorta old too.

“Hes my guidance consular.” I start to say and correct myself. “I mean he was till he got fired you know that.” I remind him and he just scribbled something down.

“And when was the first time you met him?” He asked and I tried to remember back.

“Oh um it was after winter break. January 4th” It suddenly hit me. Robocop looked up at me like if I was sure of the date. “I know it was the fourth cause that was the first day back at school after my wedding right Gerard” I nudged him and he seemed to smile. But it was a sarcastic one. I guess he didn’t like my choice of words.

“Wedding…” He muttered and I frowned.

“Well Im sorry but it was. It was a wedding Gerard. No matter how much you don’t like it - it was.” I start to argue with him but Robocop interrupted us.

“Ok lets just stay on track.” He pulled another photo of Mr S out standing next to some guy I never saw before in my life. He was watching my face intently as he did it. I guess to see what kind of reaction I was going to have but I had none. I didn’t know the guy. I told him so and he frowned and pulled another one out. This time it looked like a blown up drivers license picture. I shook my head no to that one too.

“Look I don’t know why youre showing me these.” I scanned them all over once more. “who the hell is this?” I picked up the last one he put down and scrunched my face as I examined it. Searching my memory for the face but it just wasn’t there.

“This.” Robocop lowered his voice down as he pulled another pic from his folder. He slid it over to me and I felt myself cringe at the image. It was the guy from the drivers license pic. But he was dead. Like blue lips dead in the morgue picture. “This is the real John Samuel…”