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“You shouldn’t use me to implicate someone.” You’ll refrain from saying anything.
“Hey! My intentions aren’t nefarious!” Dale Wright didn’t expect *your* answer though. “It’s a deductive challenge to exercise the mind for fun.”
“In my court, I’d consider it hearsay.” Judge Middleton scoffs. You don’t think that’s how it works but you’re no lawyer.
“Middleton, don’t get tense. I wouldn’t be working alongside you if I ever thought of you as an evildoer. I stick to my principles.” Dale’s eyes are dancing on Vanessa. That’s shade being thrown. “As I should stick these thoughts to myself.”
“Please do.” Middleton didn’t enjoy Dale’s little game.
“I made things a little tense, so how about another game of deductive reasoning instead?” Dick’s father is really trying hard here.
“No.” Vanessa doesn’t want to play along as she waves her hand in front of her face.
“It’d take a minute, don’t tell me you don’t enjoy games no more, Zullekom?”
“That’s private information!” Vanessa acts like her embarrassing pictures are being displayed or something.
“I-Is it…?” You wonder when knowing that someone is playful became an important security matter.
“Why do you think our Lieutenant here likes wearing gloves?” Dale is already smiling.
“Because it’s cold outside?” Judge Middleton doesn’t sound enthusiastic but plays along like he’s used to thanks to his job.
You don’t entertain him with an answer.
“She wants to hide <span class="mu-i">the ring</span> she <span class="mu-i">should be</span> so proud of. Knowing her, she probably doesn’t like wearing any.” Dale opens his arms like a showman. This is awkward, but Vanessa is fairly impressed. “Am I wrong?”
“Detective Wright, I implore you to keep your antics to yourself, we have work to do. Captain, please take us to your office.” Judge Middleton walks off. His patience ran out as soon as Dave tried to imply something bad about him.
“Y-Yes, sir!” Vanessa salutes like a grunt. “Well, my dear student, you cannot partake in this secret meeting, so you’re dismissed! Great work today!” She now salutes you and trails behind the judge.
“Tough crowd.” Dale Wright smiles. “I apologize for making it awkward, Mr. Noon.” He sounds genuine. “You know, there’s this thing about your last name that… forget it, they’re waiting for me. Until next time, cadet.” He scurries away too.
Huh. You expected to talk to them more. Nobody is in this part of the station anymore. It’s eerie.
…
You stare at the Poking Stick on Yareli’s desk. Alone in the cold…
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>Sneak into the prison cell room.
>Leave. It’s done, you don’t have anything better to do.
>Write In.