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Author's Note: Yeah, short chapter, I know... I know…
The Usual Suspects: Chapter TwoPresent Day
Preventers Station
Escorted to a room with one desk, and a sofa, a young man sat down and examined his surroundings. The room was littered with all sorts of papers tacked onto bulletin boards and stacked on the floor. He heard the door close, and knew his escort had left. He didn't like this room. It wasn't uncomfortable, but he knew something was up, and someone wanted him to tell more than he had planned on. He set out to know this room very well, since he was going to be in there till he posted bail.
A tall man with long white-blonde hair entered the room, followed by a shorter woman with even shorter deep blue hair. The man nodded at him. "Duo Maxwell, I'm Agent Wind, of the Preventers Headquarters; this here is Lucretia Noin, of the local Preventers outfit. We need to clarify parts of your… story."
He eyed him suspiciously, looked Agent Wind in the eye, and frowned. "You mean you think I left something out, am I right?" Agent Wind sat on the edge of the desk and stared him down. The expression on his face told Duo he was right. "Well, Zechs – I can call you that, right? Get on with it. What do you want to know? Hey, could you get me some coffee? I'm really thirsty. I need to drink fluids regularly, otherwise I dehydrate, and that's not good. My doctor says that if I dehydrate again he'll have to pump my stomach, which makes no sense at all because if he did--"
"I'll get you your coffee." Noin curtly interrupted.
"Could you get me some while you're at it?" Zechs asked, almost cheerfully. Slightly taken aback, Noin turned to Zechs and then left to get the coffee.
Duo sat back on the couch and stretched. By the time he was done with his feline like motions, Noin had come back with the drinks. Duo took a sip, and his eyes glazed over and he smiled a little. "You know, when I was working in the salvage yard back on L2, you know how L2 has lots of trash… anyway, there was this nice guy who worked there, Solo, and he used to make fresh coffee every day. It was great. You'll never have a better cup of coffee in your life. This stuff is shit, but hey, I'm in a Preventers Station--"
"Duo," Zechs interrupted, "get on with it. Tell me everything from the lineup. I need to know that Heero Yuy is truly dead."
Snapping out of his revere, Duo glared at Zechs. "If that's all you want, I can answer that right now. Heero Yuy is dead, I'm sure of it."
"Prove it. Convince me, if you will." Zechs urged.
Duo smiled playfully at Zechs. "It all began 6 weeks ago. A cargo train full of weapons was hijacked. And they fucked up. Someone heard a voice, and sometimes that's all you need..."
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