Alex looked up from where he was seated to see Jeffrey walking into the room. "I know my rights…" Alex said. "I want to call a lawyer."
"You have a lawyer?" Jeffrey asked.
"Yes… his name is…"
"Vinnie's lawyer?" Jeffrey interrupted. "He's in there with him, he's not going to waste his time on you…"
"Yeah… well… the bald guy said that I have a right to an attorney even if I can't afford to pay for one…"
"Oh?" Jeffrey said. "OK… I see… You want a public defender?"
"Yes…" Alex answered.
"You know…" Jeffrey said. "Most of them are very green… Straight out of law school… Or people who just couldn't make it anywhere else… You really think that they're going to give a shit what happens to you? They're getting paid the same either way… And unlike a private attorney, they'd have no reputation to keep…"
"I want a lawyer…"
"I can get you off Scott-free…" Jeffrey said. "You agree to testify against your boss, Jack, and the supplier… And I bet that I can get you full immunity…"
Alex chuckled sardonically. "Oh please…" Alex said. "After you've heard everything that I know… You'd kill me yourself…"
"No…" Jeffrey said. "Don't you get it? No body gives a shit about you! The one that I want to get is Jack…"
"Yeah, and what about your superiors?"
"They want Vinnie…" Jeffrey said.
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"All right Jack…" the AD said. "You know the drill, first one to give us something useful gets full immunity…"
"First one to talk?" Jack said, raising an eyebrow. "You had me believing that the bitch'd already flipped on me out there…"
"I had to say something to keep Jeffrey from killing you…"
Jack chuckled slightly. "I don't know anything about the drugs…" he said. "I had nothing to do with the drugs…"
"Come on, Jack…" the AD said. "You don't honestly expect me to believe that…"
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"I'm not going to rat Jack out…" Alex said.
Jeffrey laughed. "DON'T YOU GET IT?" he yelled. "HE ALREADY THINKS THAT YOU DID!"
"But I haven't said anything!"
"Well… I really don't think that he gives a damn…"
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"Fine…" Jack said. "I saw the whole thing going down… But, like I said before, I had absolutely nothing to do with it…"
"What exactly did you see?" the AD asked.
"I want it in writing." Jack said. "I want the immunity deal in writing before I say anymore."
"Come on now, Jack. You know that's not how it works."
"Maybe I don't want immunity…" Jack said. "I'd probably be safer in jail than out…"
"What makes you say that?"
"O'Neil… If I get off… He's going to kill me…"
"I can put you in the witness protection program…'
"NOW WE BOTH KNOW THAT THE WITNESS PROTECTION PROGRAM IS A LOAD OF CRAP!"
The AD sighed. "Then tell me Jack, what is it that you want?"
"If there's nothing that I want…" Jack smiled. "Then I have no reason to tell you anything…"
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"I want a lawyer…"
"All right…" Jeffrey said, pulling out the phone. "I'll call the public defender…"
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"Maybe I wanna get off Scott-free without being labeled as a rat…" Jack said. "Or maybe I wanna spend the rest of my life in jail…"
"Well… you're well on your way to your second wish…"
"Or maybe I want Jeffrey dead…"
"I don't believe that for one second, Jack." The AD said. "If you wanted O'Neil dead, you would've killed him yourself. I know that you had the time…"
"He had to hear me first. He had to hear all of the things that I wanted to tell him…"
"Why do you hate Jeffrey so much?" the AD asked.
"Oh, come on! You know damn well why!"
"No, I don't!" the AD said, hoping that he'd be able to pull a confession from the level of Jack's anger. "Tell me… Tell me why you hate him…"
"Because he's a selfish son of a bitch who tramples on other people without thinking twice about the effects that it will have on their lives…"
"So, you had to teach Jeffrey a lesson?"
"YES!" Jack said. "He needed to know what it feels like to hurt! And I don't mean the physical pain, because anyone can take that! I mean, he had to hurt! Inside, in his heart. I mean, if he even has one…"
"That's genius, Jack." The AD said. "But where does Vinnie fit into all of this?"
"Vinnie… Vinnie… Vinnie… Just gave me an excuse to do what I already knew needed to be done…"
"Meaning what?"
"His lackey…" Jack said. "Alex… He's mine. He does what I say…"
"And?"
"I leaked it to him about Eden August being alive… And like the predictable little faggot that he is, he went running to his boss with it… Vinnie told him to get something on O'Neil… So he went spying… Saw O'Neil getting sucked off by some kid… Took some pictures… Showed 'em to his boss… Vinnie tells him to hurt the kid… Vinnie doesn't even know me, but I told Alex that I wanted to go along for the ride… I ended up doing most of the work myself… You should've seen the way that kid begged. You should've seen the way that he bled.. It was so beautiful…"
The AD felt his stomach begin to churn at the level of Jack's sadism. "And what does any of this have to do with the drugs?" he asked.
"Damn it, I told you already!" Jack spat. "I'm not involved with the drugs"
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