The Spy And The Criminal (Rucas)

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"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Isaiah Babineaux said to the escaped convict. The convict nodded, but Zay looked at him again. "I need a verbal response."

"How's this for a response?" The convict said, breaking free of Zay's grip, and elbowing him in the nose. Zay, holding his nose, chased after the convict, but he didn't need to, as his best friend and team leader, Lucas Friar, had caught up to him and handcuffed him.

"Do you understand the rights he just read to you." Lucas whispered in the convicts ear. The convict already knew not to mess with Lucas, as Lucas was the one who caught him the first time.

"Yes." The convict mumbled and Lucas met up with Zay, taking the re-arrested convict with them. Once the convict was in the car, and the door swung shut, Zay looked up to Lucas.

"You gonna reprimand me again Friar." Zay asked, popping a piece of gum into his mouth.

Lucas looked at his best friend. "No. I know you heard me the first time Zay. Say, after we process him, how about we go out for drinks with Matthews to celebrate." Lucas offered, and Zay smiled.

"I know you guys would love to go for drinks, and so would I, but we have to meet with the director. Verano and Futtocini can take care of the convict. But Director Abrams wants to see us ASAP." Joshua Matthews said, approaching Lucas and Zay.

"Did the director say what this was about?" Lucas asked.

"No. But I don't think it's good. And Zay...did you make sure Mr. Green signed the Miranda Rights Card. We don't want to forget that again." Josh said.

"Yep, got it right here." Zay said, showing Josh the card. "Let's go, I'm sure none of us wants to keep Director Abrams more that we have to." The boys started walking to the car they arrived in. Josh took shotgun while Lucas drove. And Zay was stuck in the backseat on the ride back to FBI headquarters.