Detective Jack: S1-04: A Suspect

I had to take her in. Her behavior, erratic. Her actions, suspicious.

Abigail Chester had made herself a suspect. Half of me had wanted to take her up on her flirtatious overtures. Still, even I know bizarre behavior when I see it (well, sometimes…).

And so, I brought her down to Precinct 12, Interrogation Room C.

“I don’t need a fucking lawyer.”

And so, the interview commenced.

For a widow, who was supposedly in grief, she oddly seemed like she just wanted a fight. I began to ask questions.

“You don’t get it, detective. You are barking up a tree that barks back.”

I wasn’t wrong to bring her in.

I pressed on. Combative witnesses were a specialty for me. She began to look a bit defeated. I pushed her for details on what she meant.

Seeing the determination in my eyes, she seemed to eventually realize she had made a mistake.

So, she took a different track.

“Detective, you seem nice. Or, well, at least you have nice eyes. If you don’t stop now, you are going to die.”

I stared at her.

“Now, I want a lawyer.”