Emily Lightman pulled into a parking place at the Lightman Group office, exiting the car after doing the usual. The D.C snow crunched beneath her boots as she strode towards the building. She entered the building, taking an immediate right, finding her father, inside The Cube interrogating some poor man.

"No, you see, I think you got a little tired of your daughter going with this boy, and that's why you killed him." The man shook his head honestly.

"That's the truth, but what are you hiding?" Dr. Lightman asked, he looked over, seeing Emily standing expectantly. He stood up, leaving the chamber and stopping by Torres.

"Let's see what you got." He said to her, brushing past her and over to Emily, putting his arm around her and started walking towards his office.

"So how was school darling?" he asked.

"It was school, it was boring, and it involved reading and writing." Emily replied, smiling.

"Funny girl." Cal said, hiding a smile himself.


I entered the Cube with Torres,

"Who the hell is this?" the suspect asked, pointing to me.

"This is Chase White; he's a human lie detector, like me and Dr. Lightman." Torres lied. In reality, I'm literally just a coffee boy. The man became uneasy,

"So, what are you hiding, because if you tell us now, it will be better than us having to interrogate you further." I asked, English accent poking through the fake American one.

"And we will find out." Torres added. The suspect rolled his eyes,

"Fine, I had an argument with the kid, that's all." He stated, eyebrows coming together.

"You're eyebrows say otherwise." I retorted, "Guilt is it?" I said, rhetorical.

"I was tired of him taking my daughter to go have sex alright, so I hit him with a tire iron." He said.

"Really, wow that's a little rough." I replied,

"So you did kill him?" Torres said, smiling at the man's idiocy.

"I didn't know he was dead I swear." He replied.

"That's true. you still killed him, but that's true." Torres stated.

"Well, since you've been honest, I guess it's my turn. I'm just a Coffee Boy." I stated, the man's eyebrows rose up, then lowered and pulled together, anger.

"This is entrapment!" he said.

"That's what the hookers always say to the cops when they lie about being cops." I replied.

"And they're always wrong." Torres added. We stood up and exited the chamber,

"Good job in there." Rita said, opening the door.

"Thanks, love it when the pull that stupid entrapment thing, makes me laugh." I retorted. Torres smiled as she walked off. I received a text from Dr. Lightman, My office, running a test. I rolled my eyes before jogging off to his office.


"Maybe you should study more?" Cal said to Emily, Chase entered the room.

"Yes Chase." He said, he watched Emily, who stood straight up. Chase's eyebrows were raised in genuine surprise.

"Chase, could you get me a coffee?" he asked. Chase blinked out of his surprised state, nodding.

"The usual?" I asked, letting my voice be normal.

"yeah." He replied, still looking at Emily.

"Yes sir." I replied. I exited the room, grabbing Torres and heading for my car.


"What was that?" Cal asked Emily, pointing to her eyes.

"What?" she asked him.

"Did I see your pupils dilate?" he asked.

"No! Dad!" Emily replied, lying and embarrassed.


"Why did you drag me here?" she asked as we entered the café.

"Who was that girl in Dr. Lightman's office?" I asked.

"There are a lot of-." She began,

"Long brown hair, wavy, cute, brown eyes." I detailed.

"That's most likely his daughter Emily." Rita replied. I couldn't forget the look on her face, a mixture of surprise and embarrassment.


I entered the building again, heading down to Lightman's office. I entered; he was peering into the study, something obviously catching his eye.

"Here's your coffee." I said,

"Thanks Chase." He replied, I walked over and set it down on his desk.

"I can't find your-book." A voice said, words slowing in surprise. I turned my head to see the daughter, I spun around quick and started off for the exit.

"Chase?" Dr. Lightman asked. I stopped dead, imagined that stereotypical tire screech. I squeezed my eyes shut in fear.

"Yes sir." I said, loosening my face before turning around.

"You're mighty anxious, might I ask why?"

"It's nothing sir." I replied, calm, I swear I felt a fight or flight situation coming.

"Alright, you're lying, but okay." Cal said.

"Can I go?" I asked.

"Sure, go on ahead." He replied. I walked off, exhaling in relief when I reached the hallway.


"See, he was lying. I most likely wouldn't have noticed if he hadn't tried to bail so quick." Cal stated to Emily.

"You know, you use your science for evil a lot." Emily asked.

"Yup." Lightman replied simply.