Chapter 5: Beck's gain
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" Are you sure I am the right person for a theft, inst that your job?" He closed his eyes he wanted to sleep but couldn't. Everything seemed to remind him of her. He never had this much trouble before with a woman. He couldn't close his eyes to sleep every time he did he would wonder where she was, what she was doing, if she was dead, if found by some nasty freak. The questions couldn't stop coming. " It's not really about finding the money it's finding my main suspect." Datsun held up a small bag with a golden lock of hair. This grabbed Rogers's attention. " I thought you locked him up good?" " That's what I thought apparently he escaped." " His goons helped?" " Locked them up too. Roger you're the only one who would know where they are that's why I called you."
He pulled out a small remote control with a red button on it. Smoothing his golden strands back the two goons watched dumbfounded " Hey boss what might that be?" the tallest pointed a dirty fingernail. " A detonator." " You gonna kill someone?" The shortest looked up at him " Yes I am, how would you like to get rid of the one man who's had us locked up all this time?" "Uh, negotiator?" The shortest one stroked his chin thoughtfully " No dumass, Officer Datsun." He signed in impatience. " Just look over there." He pointed to a tall apartment building. " When I press this button it will go boom and we will be rid of Officer Datsun for good."
The Griffon pulled up to an old warehouse. Brilliantly it gleamed in the sun. The negotiator stepped out. He pushed the door aside violently revealing a light coming from a room. He walked towards it as he got closer he heard Beck's voice. He walked into room he watched as Beck slipped something in his pocket and his goons turned towards him in horror. "What do you want?" Beck stood up and motioned for his goons to attack him. They looked at Beck with pleading eyes. "Go." He screeched at them. They walked quickly toward the man in all black. " Beck I have no time for these stupid fights." He slammed his fist into the face of the tallest one. He easily dodged the second attack a slammed the goon to the ground. The second one backed away, Roger grabbed him by the collar and kicked him. He ended up on the ground. "Where's the money?" He walked towards Beck. He tried to make a run for it. Roger caught him in time and slammed him in the wall. " I have no time for damn stupid useless battles, if you want me to lock you up again I will, so tell me where the damn money is?" "You can't prove I have it." He breathed the sentence in pain. He stared into his lying eyes. " We can do a DNA test now cant we on your lock of hair." "Even if you did, no one would believe you because I couldn't have gotten into that bank without help people would think I was framed." Roger loosened his grip and let him stand. " And who would help a criminal with no money, who is hated by practically every criminal. There are other blond criminals in paradigm don't you forget negotiator. So I suggest you leave because there is nothing you can do." " One more thing though Beck." Roger dug into Beck's pocket finding the detonator. " What's this?" Beck made grab for it knocking it out of his hand. The detonator cracked at contact with the concrete floor. "You idiot, do you know how much that cost." Realizing what he said Beck stepped on it destroying Roger's only evidence to his arrest. Roger formed a fist ready to slam his fist in that thin face. " That wont help, so what if you beat me up, I have the right to charge and you still gain nothing." His fist slammed into the wall in frustration. Walking out the warehouse He kicked the door open in anger this was all too much for him
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" Are you sure I am the right person for a theft, inst that your job?" He closed his eyes he wanted to sleep but couldn't. Everything seemed to remind him of her. He never had this much trouble before with a woman. He couldn't close his eyes to sleep every time he did he would wonder where she was, what she was doing, if she was dead, if found by some nasty freak. The questions couldn't stop coming. " It's not really about finding the money it's finding my main suspect." Datsun held up a small bag with a golden lock of hair. This grabbed Rogers's attention. " I thought you locked him up good?" " That's what I thought apparently he escaped." " His goons helped?" " Locked them up too. Roger you're the only one who would know where they are that's why I called you."
He pulled out a small remote control with a red button on it. Smoothing his golden strands back the two goons watched dumbfounded " Hey boss what might that be?" the tallest pointed a dirty fingernail. " A detonator." " You gonna kill someone?" The shortest looked up at him " Yes I am, how would you like to get rid of the one man who's had us locked up all this time?" "Uh, negotiator?" The shortest one stroked his chin thoughtfully " No dumass, Officer Datsun." He signed in impatience. " Just look over there." He pointed to a tall apartment building. " When I press this button it will go boom and we will be rid of Officer Datsun for good."
The Griffon pulled up to an old warehouse. Brilliantly it gleamed in the sun. The negotiator stepped out. He pushed the door aside violently revealing a light coming from a room. He walked towards it as he got closer he heard Beck's voice. He walked into room he watched as Beck slipped something in his pocket and his goons turned towards him in horror. "What do you want?" Beck stood up and motioned for his goons to attack him. They looked at Beck with pleading eyes. "Go." He screeched at them. They walked quickly toward the man in all black. " Beck I have no time for these stupid fights." He slammed his fist into the face of the tallest one. He easily dodged the second attack a slammed the goon to the ground. The second one backed away, Roger grabbed him by the collar and kicked him. He ended up on the ground. "Where's the money?" He walked towards Beck. He tried to make a run for it. Roger caught him in time and slammed him in the wall. " I have no time for damn stupid useless battles, if you want me to lock you up again I will, so tell me where the damn money is?" "You can't prove I have it." He breathed the sentence in pain. He stared into his lying eyes. " We can do a DNA test now cant we on your lock of hair." "Even if you did, no one would believe you because I couldn't have gotten into that bank without help people would think I was framed." Roger loosened his grip and let him stand. " And who would help a criminal with no money, who is hated by practically every criminal. There are other blond criminals in paradigm don't you forget negotiator. So I suggest you leave because there is nothing you can do." " One more thing though Beck." Roger dug into Beck's pocket finding the detonator. " What's this?" Beck made grab for it knocking it out of his hand. The detonator cracked at contact with the concrete floor. "You idiot, do you know how much that cost." Realizing what he said Beck stepped on it destroying Roger's only evidence to his arrest. Roger formed a fist ready to slam his fist in that thin face. " That wont help, so what if you beat me up, I have the right to charge and you still gain nothing." His fist slammed into the wall in frustration. Walking out the warehouse He kicked the door open in anger this was all too much for him
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