Ada sat at the kitchen table in her school uniform. She tucked into a sandwich.
Brax burst through the door. Casey followed in behind him.
"Great work, Case!" Brax shouted.
"Ah, leave it alone Brax." Casey replied. "Mum said she'd sort me a job with her, it's no big deal."
"No big deal!" Brax ran his fingers through his hair. "That's where you want to spend your life? You should want more than that, Casey!"
Ada rolled her eyes.
Casey slouched down onto the couch.
"What's going on?" Ada asked.
Brax turned to her. "Your brother got himself suspended, so he's gone and quit school."
Casey rose to his feet again. "What's the big deal? You were slapping Marco on the back for his juvey sentence a month ago!"
Brax threw his keys down. "You know that's not the same! He did that for the boys."
"Yeah, and I'm doing this for me. Big deal." Casey sat down again.
Brax fumed.
"Nah, I'm not doing this with you, Casey. You go down to the school tomorrow and you re-enrol. End of story."
Casey didn't offer him a glance. "You can't make me."
Brax scoffed. His voice darkened. "Don't push me on this, Case."
Brax's glare burned through the back of Casey's head. He grabbed his keys and walked out the door, slamming the door shut behind him.
Casey put his head in his hands.
Ada shuffled over to him. "You alright?"
"Yeah." He replied.
She slapped him across the back of his head.
He groaned, outraged. "What the hell?!"
"You idiot." She replied. "Why did you drop out of school?"
"Ah, leave it, Ada."
"Don't be stupid, alright? Do what he says."
Casey met her glare. He conceded and gave her a nod.
She smiled. "You'll stink this place out if you work with mum at the fish factory."
Casey smirked.
Later that evening, Heath, Casey and Ada laid sprawled out on the couch watching the TV. There was a knock at the door.
Brax sauntered in from his room and opened it.
"Evening officers." He said.
The trio on the couch turned to look at the door.
"Good evening Mr Braxton." The male officer spoke. "I'm Detective Sergeant Pitt." He nodded to the female officer stood beside him. "This is Detective Sergeant Marsh."
Brax looked unimpressed. "Yeah," he sighed, "I know who yous are. What do you want?"
Marsh replied, "We need Ada to come down to the station."
Casey looked to Ada.
Brax shook his head. "Why?" He asked.
"We have a lead on who could have been behind her attack and we'd like to ask her a few questions."
Brax shrugged. "She already told you everything she knows."
Pitt nodded. "Still, we'd like her to come in to answer some questions." He spoke.
