Tongue Tied [H.S]

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hey! just before the chapter starts i thought id include a picture of what the warehouse looks like! (imagine it bigger)

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A few hours pass of me doing computer work and coffee runs. I didn't expect today to be so boring. When dad told me that we might be doing an interrogation, I didn't think it would be hours away. I'm so bored that I would rather watch paint dry.

I turn to look at the clock. 12:25. Great, I've been here for hours and still haven't done anything. I look through the glass walls of my dad's office to see him standing around with some of his colleagues, drinking coffee and laughing with one another. I log off the computer and walk over to him and his friends.

"hey guys" I say over the top of their conversation, causing them all to look at me. "dad? A word please?" my dad turns to look at his friends, chuckles and walks over to his office with me.

"so, when's the fun actually going to begin? I've been doing computer work and doing multiple coffee runs for you and your buddies out there all day, you promised me I'd be doing some new and different things today. So far, I have not done anything different Sean." I say to him whilst sitting in his office seat. It's as if the roles were reversed. I like it.

My dad sits across from me, his eyebrows raised, a smirk on his face and folds his arms before responding. "well, aren't you in a bossy mood today?" he chuckles at me. "you want to do something different? Fine. We are doing the interrogation with the guy I showed you earlier in about half an hour. If you want to stand behind the glass and listen in, you're more than welcome to."

I smirk at him, knowing I put my dad in his place for once. "sure, I would love to"

"great, finish up on the computer and meet me at the elevator" my dad replies, standing up and grabbing his jacket before walking back out to his colleagues.

I quickly finish up the documents on my dad's computer before grabbing my jacket and speed walking to the elevator to meet with my dad and a few of his colleagues.

There were about 4 of us in the elevator heading up to the first floor. I intertwine my fingers together and tap my foot, I notice everyone turn to look at me with a confused looks on their face. I immediately stop tapping my foot and try and look 'natural'.

"sorry" I mumble. "just excited"

Next thing I know, the elevator doors open, and I'm faced with a long hallway with doors and cells on either side of it. We all step out of the elevator and my dad leads us into a big room with a computer and a big window. I'm guessing this is where I'll be standing when the Valencia member is being questioned. To say I'm excited would be an understatement.

My dad walks over to me and puts his hand on my shoulder. "this is where you will be, this glass here only works one way, you can see in but the people in there can't see you"

"okay, so when are you going to get him?" I ask

My dad begins walking over to the door, "now" he responds. "you will stay in here with Dave and you'll listen in, take notes"

"okay, sounds good" I reply.

About 5 minutes pass and suddenly I see through the glass, the door opening, and a man walks in. the man from the photo. He's taller than I expected. He walks over to the table, his hands cuffed behind his back, and sits on one of the chairs across from my dad. The guard that walked him in cuffs his ankles onto the leg of the table, uncuffs his hands from behind his back and then re-cuffs his left hand to the table. The man chuckles as he watches his ankle get cuffed.

My dad begins the interrogation and I sit silently and listen.

"so" my dad starts with. "I'm sure you know why you're here"

He stays silent.

"did you want to start with telling me your name?" my dad asks him

"Harry" he responds under his breath. Avoiding eye contact.

"well then Harry. I have a few questions I'd like to ask you; it would make this session a lot easier if you complied"

I sit and watch the interrogation for roughly an hour. It mainly consisted of my dad asking Harry questions whilst he sits there and basically says nothing in return. I watch as my dad sighs and leans back in his chair before standing up and walking back into the room that I'm in.

"he won't tell me anything" my dad huffs under his breath.

Dave stands up and offers to try again tomorrow

I cut him off, "I could try?"

My dad looks at me with a blank expression, "you want to try and talk to him?" he chuckles to himself.

"what?" I respond, "it's not like id do any worse than you just did" I raise my eyebrow at him.

He stares at me for about 5 seconds before responding. "sure, go ahead"

I smirk at him before pushing my way out of the office and making my way to the interrogation room. I slowly open the door and see Harry slouched back in his chair, looking down at his lap, fiddling with the pockets on his jeans.

I make my way over to sit in the chair in front of him. Pretty sure he hasn't even noticed me sit down yet. Probably thinks I'm my dad.

"hey" I say to him

I'm assuming I caught his attention considering my voice was a lot more feminine than my dad's.

Harry's eyes look up to meet with mine. I didn't expect them to look as green as they did.

"hi" he mutters under his breath before looking back down at his lap.

I sigh to myself before thinking of what to ask him.

"you must be Harry"

Obviously he's Harry, Luna, who else would he fucking be?

He furrows his brows at me and smirks. "who else would I be?"

"fair point... I'm supposed to ask you questions but I'm guessing you're not going to respond to any of them, just like you did with my dad?"

He looks back up at me with a confused look on his face. "that bald cop is your dad?" he asks before scanning me up and down.

"what?" I ask. "you don't think he can be my dad because he's white?" I laugh to him

Harry sighs. "no, I just didn't expect someone that looks like you to be related to him"

"and what do you mean by "someone that looks like me" I ask him.

"you know" he responds. "you're hot"

"and YOU'RE a criminal. Now, as much as I appreciate you calling me hot, I have a few questions I need to ask you, can I begin now?" I ask him before leaning back in my chair and looking down at my paper in my hands.

"sure. Go nuts" he laughs in response before copying me and slouching back into his chair.

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