Andrew

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Andrew is used to being in these rooms, just at the opposite side of the table. His hands were cuffed and a dark window meant that people were watching and filming his every move. A police officer entered and started to ask, "Who are you and what is your job occupancy."
"Andrew Morrow; FBI, murder case agent." replied Andrew.
"Oh, well I guess you already know how these days go then. " said the man.
"Unfortunately for you, yes. I know that two officers, the head detective, a computer engineer, and a case assistant are in a small room looking at us right now."
The police starts to chuckle and looks back at the window, motioning a wave. He looks back at Andrew and procceds the questioning.
"I've heard you work in a pair, who and why?"
Andrew looks at him with a smile,"Angela Marrow; FBI agent, she is my sister."
"So the girl you were with this morning is Ms. Marrow " the man asked to verify.
"Yes," answered Andrew.
"What can you tell us about the murder case or taxi cab incident?" questioned the man.
"I'm just as clueless about the murder case. I barely heard it in the news but the taxi cab was no incident." He took a deep breath and continued, "the man had probably knocked out a real taxi driver and exchanged clothes. He wasn't worrying about the money, he just imports and exports drugs. He must have been a newbie since he didn't hide things very well. By the way he has holding the steering wheel he was trembling; he wasn't looking for a fight, just a safe draw. You should worry more about him than me. " Andrew explained.
"Not really, he was just a prop."
"A what?" questioned Andrew.
"A prop, a distortion of the real target. "
" So I am your target, no wonder that fake taxi driver had an officer suit on. " Andrew nodded, sorting the taxi incident. "Was the murder case a prop too?"
"No, i'm afraid that the case is true. "
"Where is my sister?"
"She is in another room but I am supposed to be the one asking the questions, not you. "
Andrew rolls his eyes and focuses on the black mirror asking, "you are filming this right? "
"Yes, why?"
"I want to film one thing, where is the camera located? "
"Left side of the mirror, top corner. "
Andrew focused his eyes on the mirror and did a series of things; he signedhis initials in American Sign Language, he mumbled Angela Marrow, 5 Crave Avenue Room 7. He lastly looked away, clamping his hands into a fist and swung at the officer; knocking the man unconscious. Andrew turned the table over and snapped the handcuffs. He walks towards the door and opens it. As he walks out, a sleep dart is launched and pinned in his neck, loosening his body from reality into hallucinations.

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