It's a short walk to the police station from the hospital. Connor was still struggling walking so he had one arm around Murphy's neck and one around mine. He was pretty heavy, but I didn't say anything. He was hurt and I could also tell he was trying to help as much as he could. We got up the steps from to the station and walked inside. Once in we saw a whole bunch of cops speaking to one man that was standing at the front. That man was the only one to see us. We heard another one talking so we let him continue,
"But if you want to beat your head against a wall, then here's what you look for. These guys are scared like 3 little bunny rabbits. Anything in a uniform or flashing blue lights will spook them. So the only thing we can do is put a potato on a string and drag it through South Boston."
The other officers start laughing except for the head one who keeps looking at us like he already knows who we are. I look at the boys and murphy has that smirk on his face. O lord here we go.
"You'd probably have better luck with a beer." He says loudly.
Everyone turns and looks shocked. I looked at Connor who had a huge smile on his face and murphy was smirking. We were led into an interrogation room and we sat across from the man we learned to be Paul smecker. We sat Connor down and murphy had me sit next to him. He grabbed hold of my hand under the table as smecker began to talk,
" This conversation is going to be recorded. Just answer to the best of your knowledge."
Smecker reaches to press the record button, but Murphy puts out his hand to stop him. I look at him confused until he says,
"Excuse me, sir."
Murphy turns to his brother and speaks what I think is Latin, in hushed tones. I roll my eyes, guess I'm out of the loop again.
"Quid dicemus de pecunia reicienda" (What do we tell him about the guns and money?)
"Et surrexit, et iustus. Bum musta volvitur ante at illo" (We just got up and left. Bum musta rolled them before the police got there.) Connor replies.
murphy nods, gives my hand a squeeze and then turns back to smecker, "Okay. We're ready."
Smecker gives a kind of creepy smile to us. I don't know there is just so etching about this man that is making me feel uncomfortable,
"You guys are not under oath, here. I am assuming you knew these two guys from before, huh?"
"We... met them last night." Connor answered
" They had some pretty interesting bandages. Know anything about that?" Smecker asked us.
The boys looked at each other and smirked, which only made me nervous. They told smecker everything that happened last night at the bar. Smecker looked intrigued and kept the questions aimed at the boys which I was thankful for. He was shocked with their story and once they finished he started to chuckle. The boys joined in on it. I,looked at the 3 like they were crazy.
"So, how is it that you guys are fluent in Russian?" Smecker asked.
"We paid attention in school." Connor smirked back.
"Know any other languages?" Smecker asked.
"Aye. Our mother insisted on it. " murphy smiled,
"Comment pensez-vous qu'il a figuré tout cela sans parler de nous?"(How do you think he figured all this out without talking to us?)
"that was beautiful" smecker said slyly.
murphy chuckled,"it's French"
"Non ho idea. Forse qualcuno ha visto e parlato"(I have no idea. Maybe someone saw and talked.) Connor said in italian.
"Nicht in unserer Nachbarschaft, Mann. Eine hundert Prozent Iren. Niemand spricht mit Polizisten. Zeitraum." (Not in our neighborhood, man. A hundred percent Irish. No one talks to cops. Period.) murphy answered in German.
"Entonces supongo que es sólo de verdad ... muy bien."(Then I guess he's just real... real good.) Connor answered in Spanish.
now that language I understood. I took four years of it In highschool. I guess Connor and murphy were having a conversation in different languages. Smecker turned to me,
"and what about you miss? I'm sorry I don't think I caught your name?"
i felt nervous again again as I felt the boys starring at me from beside me, "olivia" I whispered.
"alright olivia, What do you do for a living?" He asked.
"work for a comic book store" I answered.
"alright What about you? Do you speak any languages?" He asked
i hesitated, but nodded. I looked at the boys reactions and they were both shocked. Smecker smiled,
"and that is?"
i looked back to him,"I know some Spanish"
"me puedes entender ahora?"( can you understand me now?) murphy asked.
i looked at him and nodded. Both boys looked surprised.
"¿Por qué nunca nos dijiste?"(how come you never told us?" Connor asked.
"porque yo sólo tomé 4 años de que en la secundaria y estoy todavía no está demasiado cómodo con él" (because i only took 4 years of it in highschool and im still not too comfortable with it) I responded.
both Connor and murphy smiled at me.
"así que estás haciendo un buen trabajo hasta ahora"( well you're doing a good job so far) murphy smiled.
i blushed and looked back to smecker who had a cheeky grin on his face,
" What are you guys doing working at a fucking meat packing plant and a comic book store?"
We all laugh when another cop enters,
" Ah, Agent Smecker, we have a problem."
"What?" Smecker asked kinda annoyed.
"The press is everywhere outside. They're going nuts for these do you want to do?" He asks.
smecker turns back to us and says,"You're not being charged. It's up to you. Do you want to talk to them?"
"Absolutely not."Connor replies
"No pictures, either." Murphy adds. "Any way we can stay here?"
"Sure, we have an empty holding cell, They can... can they stay?" The other cop asks nervously.
Smecker looks at him jokingly,Well, we'll have to check with your mother, but it's ok with me if your friends sleep over."
We all chuckle and the cop looked clearly embarrassed. Smecker stands up and says,
"Time to feed the dogs." And he leaves.
"I'll show you to the cell" the cop says.
all 3 of us nod and walk behind him. We entered the block and unfortunately prisoners were being held in other cells. I felt very uncomfortable the way they were looking at me seeing I still didn't have any pants on cause I was still in Murphy's shirt from this morning. I was thankful it covered everything though, but it didn't stop the comments and whistles from the inmates. Murphy noticed and was getting pissed so he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me to him, death glaring the inmates. Connor placed his hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him and he gave me a nod and turned to glare to the inmates as well. I felt safer between the two. Once we arrived the cop let us in. The cell was small with two beds. Guess that means one of us gets the floor. The cop was turning to leave when Connor asked,
"hey ya got any cards or anythin?"
"uhhh ya I think we do" the cop answered.
connor smiled,"great grab em and a few of yer friends and get yer asses back in ere, we'll play us a game"
the cop smiled and said,"be back"
connor turned back to me and murph. I felt very uncomfortable just being in a shirt around a bunch of criminals.
"Don't worry lass roc is on his way with a change of clothes and the bag from earlier" murphy whispered.
i smiled. Sure I was confused as to why they needed the bag, but I didn't let it bother me, I was just happy I'd get to change soon.