Okay guys, I feel awful. Y'all have been so good with the reviews and it took me so long to get this out! I'm sooooo sorry! I've been crazy, crazy busy! This chapter is short too. It's all I could get out, and I thought you'd probably rather me get this out instead of waiting to make it longer. It's eventful though! Please review! Thanks so much!
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Juliet stood behind the mirror in awe as she watched her partner work his magic. Carlton just had this presence in the interrogation room. The criminals were practically begging for mercy by the time he was through in there. The funny thing was that he hardly even said anything. There have been times where the perp has cracked under his stare alone.
Juliet was actually a little surprised at how quickly Samuel Thomas gave in. I guess an eyewitness will help speed things up. He had already confessed to being involved in Shawn's attempted murder; Lassiter was trying to get the guy to open up about his partners and leaders.
"Now you listen here," Lassiter was saying "We've got you for the attempted murder of a man on our payroll. We can put you away for a long time. If you want to cut down the time you spend behind bars, all you have to do is give us some names."
Sam looked up at Lassiter wearily. "Bob, Jill, Max, Arnold—" He said sarcastically.
Lassiter chuckled dryly. "Oh look, we've got ourselves a comedian." Suddenly he slammed his hands down on the table, causing Thomas to jump. "You listen to me, you piece of dirt. The attitude isn't going to get you anywhere you want to go. If I were you, I'd cut the crap and tell me what I want to know!" Lassiter's voice was low and dangerous when he spoke.
Samuel Thomas swallowed hard and glanced around himself, as if to make sure no one would overhear what he was about to reveal.
"I'm going to need police protection for this—for me and my family."
Lassiter eyed him shrewdly before nodding. "I'll see what I can do."
"This thing" Thomas began slowly, "It's big. Bigger than you think." He paused for a moment, as if unsure whether he should continue.
"Get on with it!" Lassiter growled.
"Okay!" Sam took in two long breaths in through his nose, out through his mouth. "About seven months ago I got a call. This guy, some senator, had been searching for people to make drugs. I dunno how he got my name. I guess he just looked for people like me—chemists, pharmacists or anything like that. I needed the money so I signed on. Then, a few weeks ago, my boss kidnapped this girl, Emily something. I had nothing to do with that, I swear. He ended up killing her. Then this psychic, Shawn Spencer, comes along. The boss said that this guy is the one person who could ruin everything. He ordered me to kill him. When I said no, my boss told me that he'd kill my entire family and there was nothing I could do about it. I had to do it! He made me! So, I kidnapped this Shawn guy using chloroform and drugged him with heroin. I made sure not to give him enough to kill him, though. I'm not a killer! I thought that doing that would buy enough time for you guys to end this all. I thought that the psychic would tell you everything! But then, my boss called me. Said that Shawn wasn't dead. Said that he was watching my kid and he'd kill her if I didn't finish the job. So I went in, turned off the dialysis machine, got caught, and here I am."
Lassiter nodded as he finished scribbling some notes on his notepad. "You talked about your boss and you talked about a senator. Are they the same person?" He asked.
Thomas shook his head. "Nope. My boss is this thug called Mike Dawson. He's kind of a coordinator. He passes messages on for his boss. The senator guy is Mike's boss. He runs everything. He calls the shots, tells us what to do, what drugs to make. He's the guy who told us to take out this Shawn guy and the little girl." Thomas spoke quickly and frantically.
"Would this senator's name happen to be Hayden Temple?" Lassiter asked.
Samuel Thomas shook his head once more. "Nope. It's Nicholas. Nicholas Alexander."
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Dun dun dun! Betcha didn't see that coming. Guess what? I didn't either. Oh well. I think it's a good twist. Do you? Tell me. In a REVIEW! Thanks so much!
