looked down at Seth’s hand, and took a puff of his cigarette. “Hmmm.” A slight shrewd head nod came from Roman.
Seth heard the Captain’s voice in his head. 99.9% of what everyone says when you’re interviewing them doesn’t come from their mouths. Most of the time you’re going to get their admission and a confession from their body language alone. You just need to find that physical evidence that will convict them in court.
Seth picked up on the subtle head nod, and watched his demeanor change in his face when getting hit with the information that a detective was standing in front of him.
“I’m investigating an incident that took place over by the college a couple days ago.” Seth said bluntly.
“And what does that have to do with me?” Roman said, exhaling smoking in Seth’s face. “I don’t live or work anywhere near that college.”
“You know, that’s good point. You’re right, you don’t work or live near the college.” Seth said scratching his temple. “But you know what else? I don’t recall mentioning what college this event took place at. I’m sure you’re aware there’re many colleges in the city.”
Roman took a half a step back, looking Seth up-and-down. With one last gulp, he squeezed the water bottle into his mouth then tossed the bottle into the gutter area of the easement that ran between his property and the road.
“Yeah, I don’t think I have time to talk to you.” Roman said back stepping towards the front door. “As matter of fact, why don’t you get the fuck off my property.”
“Are you sure? This isn’t going to take long, I just have a few questions.” Seth replied with a smile.
Roman chuckled, “Yeah, I’m fucking sure, and I’m pretty sure I just told you to fuck off.”
That was an interesting response.“Alright then, Mr. Caligula, you have yourself a wonderful day.” Seth said still armed with the smile.
Seth made his way back to his car. Sitting in the driver seat, he picked up his case file to jot down some notes. Caligula stormed out of the front door and jumped in his car, the reverse lights came on and he backed out of the driveway. With the license plate staring at Seth, he figured it couldn’t hurt and he scribbled down the license plate number as Roman sped off down the street.
Glancing at the house as he started the car, Seth noticed the water bottle still sitting out in the open. He took a deep breath. What the hell, evidence is evidence. He looked around and saw that Roman was nowhere in sight. Reaching down between the seat and the door he pulled the trunk latch, then hopped out of the car. Grabbing a plastic evidence bag from the trunk, he walked back over to the easement and picked up the water bottle sealing it in a plastic evidence bag.
Very very interesting. This guy was at least a douche bag . Seth just shook his head.He put money on this guy knowing something. At this point he put more money that this was his douche bag. At any rate, he had his fingerprints on this water bottle and he was going to see what the lab boys could do with it.
Putting the car into drive and pulling off, Seth reached down and picked his phone up.
“Ashley, I’m coming in hot.” Seth said.
“Yes, yes you are.” Ashley whispered under her breath.
“What?” Seth crinkled an eyebrow, “Stop being a dork, I’m coming in with some evidence. Are the lab boys still there?”
“They literally just left.” Ashley was a bit embarrassed that she said that out loud.
“Well call them back! I think this is our guy and I’ve got some evidence. I need them to analyze it, ASAP.” Seth said.
That voice was going to be Ashley’s undoing, “Yes, Mmm-hmm, got it, yeah, on it sir.” Ashley fumbled around with her words.
Seth hung up and laughed. Coming in hot…ha ha, that’s what she said… oh god, what am I in tenth grade again? I am 100% certain that girl’s got a crush on me now. Mmm-boy, I think I’d rather interview Ted Bundy then have