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Chapter Three

"I have nothing to say."
"Oh, I think you have, Mr. Clark!" Mac said, leaning his hands on the table right in front of him and showed him a picture of Lindsay.
"Do you know her?" Mac asked. James Clark leanedforward, took a glance at the picture and leaned back in his seat again. Then he looked Mac in the eyes. "No." he said.
"But I think you do!"
"Look, I don't know her, okay. All I know is that this crazy guy of yours attacked me and almost broke my nose. And now I'm a suspect for something I don't have done." His voice raised a little and he touched hisswollen nose. Mac smiled.
"Listen… Actually I don't give a damn if you know her or not or if one of 'my guys' almost broke your nose. You have shot one of my detectives and you will pay for this." Mac's anger grew every single minute he was in the same room with this guy.

He really liked Lindsay. She was smart and tough. She had gone through hell in her past and now …? Mac sighed and looked at James Clark, his suspect number one.

"Wait a minute… I said that I don't know her and now I shall have shot her?"
"I don't have said that you've shot her!"
"Well, like I said before, I have nothing more to say."
"Believe me, you will."

Mac grabbed the picture and went out of the door. He sighed. As he looked up he saw Danny leaning against the window of the interrogation room. He was watching the man inside closely. Mac could see the anger in the younger man's eyes.

"Did he make a confession?" Danny asked without looking at Mac.
Mac looked down on the floor.
"Not yet." Danny sighed. He took off his glasses and rubbed his nose. Then he saw the picture of Lindsay Mac still had in his hands. Danny smiled as he saw the reflection of her beautiful smile. He closed his eyes and sighed again.

"Danny what are you doing here? I've said that you should go home!"
"Let me speak to him!"
"Danny, we've been already through this."
Danny looked at Mac. "Mac, we're talking here about Lindsay."
"I know. But I cannot let you do this."
Danny shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. He just wanted to talk to this guy. He wanted to let him know what he'd done to her, what he'd done to him. As he'd shot Lindsay he'd shot Danny as well. The pain in his chest was unbearable.

"Mac I just wanna talk to him."
"About what?"
"I can't tell ya."
"You can't tell me!" Mac looked at him confused. "Even if I would say Yes… What would happen next? Huh?! What would you do, if he provokes you in any way?" Mac's voice raised. Several lab workers stopped to see what was going on between them. Danny looked at some of them.
"Something wrong?" he asked. Then they continued their ways in silence. Danny could see that a few shook their heads.
"Mac, I promise I just wanna talk to him."
Mac shook his head. "I think we should have a little talk first!"

Danny took a seat in front of Mac's desk. Mac stood in front of the window and watched outside. He sighed. Then he turned to face Danny.

"What happened?" Mac asked finally.
"What?"
"What happened at this night?"
Danny sighed. He touched his forehead.
"I already told you."
"You told me that she'd been shot and that hefled after you'd been released. But you don't have told me what exactly happened before the whole thing escalated."
"To tell you the truth… I really don't wanna talk about it."
"Well, I guess something happened between Lindsay and you?" Danny looked up at Mac and gave him a glance

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