Undercover

6

"What should we call you? Mystery man? Or the biggest idiot ever?" Fin tried to provocate him.
The man just looked at the wall behind Fin, as if he would rather watch wet color dry.
"Oh so he doesn't have a name? Alright, idiot it is."

"You first raped and then killed Marilyn Bosse. But maybe it was consensual and you killed her on accident? Look man, we only know Marilyns point of view. Do you want to explain us how it happened in your eyes?" Fin and nick were talking to the man. He was calm, just stared at the wall infront of him.

"Oh I understand." Nick spoke to Fin, but secretly wanting to give the message to the man on the chair. "He is not afraid of us! I mean, he doesn't have to be," he leaned on the table edge so the man had to look up to him. "Prison doesn't scare you either. We have several witnesses who saw you leaving raped women, we have your dna on them and we have you on video how you leave Marilyn the second after she died. But no, even if you are facing a life time in jail, Like your life time, you would rather be in prison than a snitch."

Fin started to fake laugh "oh you're right, so there is someone out there that he is more afraid of."
Nick nodded and got up again.

"Do you know who it might be?"

"No, do you?"

"Sorry detective tutuola, oh wait, I know"
Fin acted like he was carefully listening to his partner. "El Miedo."

The man stiffened after he heard his name.

"El miedo, the fear. I don't think that he got this name randomly, do you?" Fin asked Nick.

"No, no. We can find out when we just tell everyone that he cooperated and tried everything to turn in his colleagues-"

"No!" The man suddenly yelled. "They know my sister, my family."

"It speaks" nick smiled.

"Just send me to rikers you asses."

"Well that's not nice. We don't even know your name."

The man was silent again.

"Alright!" Nick slammed his fists on the table, even fin jumped. "Listen idiot, you will cooperate and no one will know that you talked, but if you keep this stupid silence then everyone will know and your beloved sister is dead. Your choice. Now I ask again, what is your name?" He got louder and louder with every word, but managed to calm down at the end.

The man had to think a while, there was no way out for him, he would either die of old age in prison or his sister will die while he is in prison.

"Ben. Ben juestes. And I don't want my lawyer yet. I confess."

"We're not talking to you because we want your confession" fin blurted out. "We have enough evidence to turn the jury against you. We just want to know who she is." Fin pulled out a picture of a screenshot of the video with better quality.

The man didnt bother to take a longer look, he knows exactly who she was.

"Do you know her."

"No, never seen her"

"We have a video where you open the motel room door for her."

Ben scoffed "she was annoying anyway. Her name is Sasha bellour, she's with us for three, maybe four years now. This bitch knows a lot in her business, I wouldn't mess with her"

"Oh look, he's like an open book now"

"Wait- wait what business" nick realized.

And there, he was quite again. Nick was about to go full psycho on him when they heard three knocks on the mirrored glass.