(Not) Alive - Machine | Detroit Become Human [finished]

1000 - Doubts

They drove for a while before Hank broke the silence.

- I'd like to stop somewhere if you don't mind ...

He was looking at Angie in the rearview mirror, she nodded. He parked the car near a kindergarten, got out and walked quietly towards a bench, the young woman followed him.

Delicate snowflakes had begun to fall, the ground and the trees were as if sprinkled with them. A colorfull turnstile put a spot of color on this black and white landscape.  To think that only an hour passed since she and Connor found Hank fainted at his house.

They settled down on a bench facing the river;  on the other side was Canada, connected to the city of Detroit by the beautifully illuminated Ambassador Bridge.  It made the night feel festive and Angie remembered that only a few weeks separated them from Christmas, she would spend it alone this year again. The idea brought her back to the events of the evening, the two deviant androids holding hands ... They were in love, that was obvious.  Whatever Connor said, she didn't think they were faking that feeling, that it was just a bug in their program… They seemed to actually feel it.  It challenged so many things.

At that moment, Connor joined them.

- Why are we stopping here?  He asked.

- For the view, Hank replied ironically.

He sighed as he brought a bottle of beer to his mouth.  Where had he got it from?

- I used to come here a lot before ... he started.

Connor waited for the end of the sentence, which didn't come.  So he asked the question.

- Before what?

- Hm?

- You said "I used to come here a lot before". Before what?

Before his son died, Angie thought.

- Before ... before nothing, Hank eluded.

Connor seemed to settle for that terse answer.  He walked over to the view, looking concerned.

- We're not making any progress on this investigation... The deviants have nothing in common. They're all different models, produced at different times, in different places...

- Well, there must be some link.

Angie was listening intently to the exchange between her two teammates, when an association of ideas hit her.

- What do you think of this kind of obsession with the acronym Ra9?  That's what the pigeon guy, Rupert, whispered before jumping ... and that's what was written in the club warehouse ...

Connor cocked his head to the side.

- This is also what was wrote in Carlos Ortiz's bathroom. It's almost like some kind of...myth. Something they invented that wasn't part of their original program...

- Androids believing in God ... Hank quipped, taking a sip of beer.  Fuck, what's this world coming to?

- Isn't that proof that they think by themselves?  Angie asked almost to herself.

- Humpf ... answered Hank evasively, his eyes blank and his mind elsewhere.

Seeing the expression on his face, Connor didn't seem convinced.  He crossed his arms over his chest, looking intently at his teammate.

- You seem preoccupied, Lieutenant... Is it something to do with what happened back at the Eden Club?

- Those two girls... They just wanted to be together... They really seemed in love...