Chapter 3
Lester Langan sat in the interrogation room waiting for someone to come. Trevor already told him that he wouldn't represent him. Elliot stood outside looking in on Lester. He had told Trevor and Alex to look after Olivia so she wouldn't go off on Lester, or anyone else.
Elliot took a deep breath and him and Fin went inside.
"I wont talk to you without my lawyer," Lester declared.
"That's fine," Fin said waving him off. "Just so you know a civil servent wont be able to get you out of this. Your brother said that he wouldn't help you even if your life depends on it. Oh wait, it does," he laughed.
Luster huffed and waved back at him. "How the hell can you sex police prove I even did anything to anyone? Trevor told me about you idiots!" He complained aloud.
John shook his head. "We can't answer that without council present."
"Screw that," Lester shouted. "I wave my rights, you ass holes!"
"Now there is no need for any name calling. We are all gentlemen here," John declared softly.
"If you can call him that," Fin mumbled.
Lester jumped out of his chair. "You have something to say to me? Not man enough to say it to my face?"
"Apparently you aren't man enough to do a woman and show your face so why the hell do you care so much now?" Fin shouted, getting back in Lester's face.
Lester sat back down. His appointed lawyer walked in just then.
"May I have a moment with my client gentlemen," the short, awkward man said as sternly as he could.
John and Fin got up and left the room.