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Post by Circe on May 31, 2020 13:50:28 GMT -6
With Maria taken to the emergency room and Mike O'Hara arrested, one would have thought that this would be a cut and dry resolution to their case. Unfortunately though there was the problem of who would question the werewolf, and that was a whole different problem unto itself. Catherine given her personal proximity to the case, had largely been hands off the entire time, often stating that there was a conflict of interest that prevented her from taking the lead on many matters. That had left Xiaolian to cover most of the lead duties on the case, and help the rookie specialist Zhang adjust to her new position with the team.
O'Hara had been placed in a small, isolated, and sound proof room with three chairs and a small desk. The space was anything but comfortable for all parties involved, but it did serve a purpose. With Xiaolian sitting in on chair, another officer in another, and O'Hara seated behind the desk that faced a one way observation mirror, they were ready to begin.
"Let's just talk this out Mike, I want to help your community as much as you do." She began. If she could develop more of a rapport with him, things would be easier. "So why don't we just talk. You and me, no pressure."
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Post by demikara on May 31, 2020 17:26:52 GMT -6
"I sincerely doubt that you want to help my community." He said simply. "Or did you not realize you were in public, when promising to help the vampire court?" He sat back, relaxing as much as he could when he was handcuffed. They hadn't removed them yet either. Not that he blamed them, given he had hit an officer. The true shame was that he hadn't managed to get away. He gave her a satisfied grin. "How's the new kid? She couldn't even handle a single hit. I doubt she'll last." The specialists had a reputation after all.
The new kid wasn't going to last long at all.
"You only have me in here on one charge. You can't hold me forever on it either."
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Post by Circe on May 31, 2020 17:38:46 GMT -6
Xiaolian didn't take the bait laid out in front of her by the werewolf. She had aided both groups equally, both with similar if not different fortunes.
If she couldn't manage neutrality, then she would manage equality as much as possible. Even if that meant uncomfortable situations like these.
"She has a shattered jaw and fractured cheekbone. Officer Zhang also has a concussion, she got hit pretty hard. Why so curious O'Hara?" Xiaolian asked bluntly. Mike O'Hara to her knowledge had never been the remorseful or bleeding heart type.
"And that's true, I don't have to or need to hold you very long. I just need you to explain to me why you let this get so out of hand. Help me understand this Mike, you're the last person I'd want to see in here."
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Post by demikara on Jun 1, 2020 8:14:50 GMT -6
"I didn't hit her that hard." He noted. "Are you sure she should be a specialist?" They were supposed to be able to take hits. He considered the situation. He should at least put on a pretense of cooperating. "I'm sure she'll recover though. And I've been on edge for some time. I suppose I took it out on you and your partner." He was still not going to let them in his apartment willingly and that was the simple truth. Still, a shattered jaw and fractured cheekbone. That was much worse than he had thought. The concussion he had almost expected. Her head had struck the ground after all.
"And I believe you were there too. What's the saying...it takes two to tango?"
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Post by Circe on Jun 2, 2020 14:53:48 GMT -6
"But you hit her." Xiaolian added pointedly. "Specialist Zhang has passed all the requirements to become a Specialist, but this isn't about her." She continued far from amused at how difficult he was being. As far as she was concerned, this was all an act designed to waste their time while the real troublemaker got away. "And I prefer to not duke it out with suspects." Xiaolian knew the risks that came with putting hands on a suspect, especially given her role as a specialist and race; she was under tighter scrutiny than anyone else in the group. Except for perhaps Molly, but the other seemed largely oblivious to some of the tensions that existed within the unseen.
"We're all on edge Mike, in case you didn't notice Dallas hasn't exactly been welcoming to our sort." Empathizing and sympathizing could eventually encourage a suspect to talk, after all people like O'Hara loved to do nothing more than talk about themselves. "Why don't you explain this a little bit more to me, we have all the time in the world."
Getting him to talk was going to be a challenge, but she wasn't the pushover he thought she was. Laying a hand on him was strictly forbidden, but they could book him in on his admission of guilt in hitting Maria. That alone was enough as far as Xiaolian was concerned, especially given that it hadn't left just a bruise, but instead had left them down an officer for the foreseeable future while the other recovered. That meant as much as she disliked it, working with Molly again.
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Post by demikara on Jun 2, 2020 15:48:18 GMT -6
"And what is our sort, exactly. Because you're not one of my wolves." He smirked. "Or are you referring to the mundane. Because the mundane were never going to be welcoming to us. Coming out was a mistake. And there's nothing to explain. You and your partner came to my apartment looking for two of my packmates. The conversation turned to your attempts to find the missing mask, and your junior partner attempted to arrest me for no reason. I was defending myself."
He shrugged. "And I still don't know anything about the mask." The lie came easy from sheer repetition. "I'm starting to think MCU has no idea about the mask either."
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Post by Circe on Jun 2, 2020 16:03:06 GMT -6
Xiaolian just shrugged, clearly unoffended by O'Hara's snide and bitter remarks. "If you say so." She commented. "We came with a warrant, you were the one who made the decisions you did." If he had said no they likely would have said 'okay' and come back with another warrant for searching his property. The problem was that the politics involved made this incredibly complicated to manage.
"Actually, we do know quite a bit about the mask. Unfortunately it seems we were mistaken when we thought you would be willing to see a few more years above ground. You're a hunted man Mike, and it seems your days as alpha are numbered. So was the mask a method to control your pack through blood magic or was it your desperate grab at the chance to die of old age?" Xiaolian said flatly. She had seen through each of his lies every time, and the fact that she hadn't taken the bait like the Warden tended to was unusual. Her entire attitude was cool, collected, and detached.
As far as she was concerned, she had dealt with worse things than a foul tempered werewolf who seemed to have no idea how stupid he was being. At any time he could have had the option to not speak to them, and instead request a lawyer, which MCU would have honored. But, instead he had decided to spend the first five minutes running his mouth and bragging about what he had done to Maria.
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Post by demikara on Jun 2, 2020 16:07:55 GMT -6
"You never announced you came with a warrant to enter my apartment. Or was the warrant for my wolves, instead?" He challenged. "And blood magic is illegal, Lieutenant Boyuan. Even a child could tell you that." He offered a smile. "And no alpha dies of old age." That wasn't something that happened. Being an alpha was taken by blood and given up through blood. There was no such thing as retirement when you headed a wolf pack.
He didn't answer the question though, stepping around it neatly. "As for the rest of this conversation, I would like to speak to my lawyer now, and won't be speaking to anyone else until he arrives."
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