Accused + Silence (Continuation) 💣🤍 criminal bromance

8. Interrogation

Sunday 08.05 :
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I opened my eyes, I was lying on my back - a position I didn't lie in, I found it uncomfortable, but at the moment there was no other way. I looked to my left and saw Tony sitting on the simple couch, staring intently at the screen of his cell phone as if he was thinking of how to solve humanity's most difficult riddle.

I was a little taken aback. He looked so comical, but I couldn't help but notice that he was slightly haggard and tired. I had no plans to disturb him, so I watched him. He was wearing the same clothes he wore yesterday, his dark hair was a little frizzy, but his shoes were some hospital-issue white flip-flops. I was beginning to think he would never look up, but suddenly he put his cell phone in his pocket and froze looking at me.

- "Angus, are you awake yet? Why didn't you say anything?" - he stood up from the couch.

"I've only been awake a little while." - I lied, but I didn't know what to answer him.

- "So how are you? How's your shoulder?" - he asked.

"I feel fine. You're doing okay? You look tired."

- "You're just dreaming. I slept all night until now."

I didn't understand why he was lying to me. I had other information and plus his face spoke for itself.

"Mm, when you say..." - I muttered. It stayed quiet for a while, but I remembered the first thing I wanted to ask him - "How did we get out of there?"

- "Well, it wasn't easy, but luckily we weren't all that far from the road when you passed out, so I followed the sound of cars and lights. Anyway, one man gave us a lift." - he said as if nothing.

"That was lucky as hell, if you're telling the truth." - I wanted to say it to myself at first, but I finally said it out loud.

- "You don't even believe me after this?" - Tony responded.

"Am, I don't. That's not what I meant." - I said hastily. I didn't want it to come off that way at all, I was being an ungrateful jerk.

- "Well, I might as well have left you there." - he said, offended and smirking.

"You could have..." - I directed my stare to the right side of the room.

- "Well, apparently you're rarer than my ego." - he pointed out.
I didn't know how to answer him, but luckily Tony got the hint and continued as if nothing - "Are you hungry? Can I get you something from the cafeteria?"

"I don't know if I can combine food with an infusion. So I don't get bad..." - I held up my right hand in proof.

- "I see. There, but you don't miss anything else?" - he wondered.

"Well, yes, but I don't want to bother you."

- "What? Say calmly. I'm going into town too, I want to take a shower and change." - he offered.

"I have my cell phone, keys and wallet at the jail. I had to leave them at the reception desk. And I still have my car there too..." - I said timidly.

- "All right, I'll jump in there and take care of it. You shouldn't be without your cell phone."

I was glad he understood.

"Thank you."

- "For not much. It's nothing compared to what we've been through." - he said with a soft smile on his lips.
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[Knocking on door]
An elegant woman walked into the room, and I knew immediately that she was from the police. It was like it was written on her forehead. She could have been in her early 40s, had brown hair in a bun, black glasses with big lenses, a white blouse, a blazer, a tight black skirt, and low-heeled boots.