May 29, 2008
10:00am
"Sit down, McIntyre." Agent Booth grumbles as he stares ahead at a young man with dark greasy hair. The boy is noticeably worried which gives Booth an advantage. He decides there's no harm in scaring him a little bit more. "So where were you?" As Felix takes a seat, he swallows hard.
"O-out." he mumbles. Not so tough now, are you, fire boy? Booth thinks to himself.
"Taking a little joy ride? Tell me, McIntyre, where did you get a master card?" Felix tries his hardest not to make eye contact, preparing himself for a lie. Booth knows all about liars. Sweets taught him.
"I don't have one. My regular card just...worked..." Felix fibs.
"Sure. In a secure psychiatric hospital, filled with weirdos and psychos, a guy on lock down, because he broke a couple rules and is a part of not one but two murder cases can just slip out because they forgot to program the system to reject his card?"
"Yup." Felix crosses his arms and looks Booth dead on, almost challenging him. Booth smiles at the boy trying to be tough while he is not only twice his age but could also pin him to the ground in seconds. Booth remembers not to let Felix have the feeling that he can stare him down. Booth wants to be the tough guy of the room. So he goes to his next topic of conversation. With a defeating smirk, Booth pulls from his pocket a screen shot from Angela's computer. The magnified and edited image of Felix's initials.
"Can you describe to me what this is?" Agent Booth asks, sliding the paper across the table. Felix examines it carefully before sliding it back.
"'Dunno. Some weird Japanese writing? Ben was Japanese you know, cause of the organs in his name."
"First off, it's origins and the markings are American. Look at it again." Booth pushes the paper back and Felix studies it harder.
"Well that's an 'F' and that one looks like an 'M' FM. The guy listened to the radio." Felix says calmly. Booth rolls his eyes
"They're initials! You're initials!" Booth says. The boy pushes the picture away.
"No they aren't! Phoenix starts with a p-h!"
"That's not your name! No let's paint a picture." Booth is getting frustrated with this kid. "You and your dearly beloved are engaged, but Oshiro put you on lock down, on top of that, your girl, maybe she wasn't so faithful. So you go to her room in the middle of the night, throw her around a little bit and kill Oshiro for defying you, like you killed your step dad." Booth knows that no evidence can prove the story true word for word. Besides the fact that Lilac and Mr. Oshiro were attacked the night of Ben's death. But Booth likes coming up with stories, you could say it's his own creative outlet. It's his imagination getting the best of him, and while Dr. Brennan doesn't approve of it one bit, helps him out with his job.
At this point, it doesn't matter if it's true or not. He needs Felix to confess to something. Make his day a whole lot easier.
"Why would you think my girl wouldn't be faithful to me? It's been weeks since her last outbreak. We've been working to get out of here, you know? I'm so close! I returned Jerry's lighter and everything. Plus who the hell would she be unfaithful with?"
"Your schizophrenic friend perhaps?" Booth guesses. He watches the boys expression change. Say something. Anything.
"She-she wouldn't." Felix says.
"Oh yeah? Maybe you already knew that. Maybe you told Mikey Thomas and that's why he knew."
"Michael has been dead for four years. And neither he nor I would ever do anything like that."
"Why'd your face change then? It seems you thought for a second Lilac would do something like that." Booth tests.
"You don't know what I think! You don't know anything about me or Lilac or Orian. You wanna know what I was doing that night? I was in my room. Writing my vows." Felix is standing now. Practically shaking.
"Are you serious? How old are you?"
"Eighteen sir."
"So that makes Lilac underage."
"Yeah so we're waiting." Felix crosses his arms.
"It's really gonna suck when she's eighteen and your in jail for two different murders." Booth says.
"I didn't kill anyone! I'm telling you!" Felix says. Booth looks him up and down before accepting so. But there's something the boy isn't telling him.
"Do you have any information? Anything at all?" he asks. Felix stops to think. To his rationale, he thinks more of where his loyalties lie. Even though both Zack and Agent Booth are working on the same case, working to find the same solution, Felix only wants to tell Zack what he knows. He trusts Zack more and isn't to fond of Agent Booth.
"Nothing." Felix finally shrugs. A little angry, Booth rubs his eyes, snatches the screen shot back and jams it in his pocket.
"You find anything, you call me. Okay? I'm leaving my number with your supervisor." Booth tells him. Felix nods obediantly even though he will do no such thing. Booth knows that too.