Smoke And Mirrors

The Garage

Shaun Adams was just glad that the darkness embracing the CPDP's interrogation room was enough to hide his embarrassment. He had been humiliated and his pride was hurt badly, and it didn't help that the woman he had been flirting with just a couple of hours ago was standing before him with a cold expression, a completely different image from what he had seen in the bar, in his bar. How he hadn't recognized her was beyond him. He had been deluded by her exceptional beauty like a fucking idiot.

"Do you want the good cop? Or the bad cop? It's up to you" she said after a while, tapping her fingers impatiently on the table.

"I ain't telling you were my men are hiding" he spat at her face "I'ain't no traitor"

"There's no such need" she said, pushing her hands off the table "As we speak, all your men are being apprehended and brought to justice"

He remained silent. This woman seemed to be a step ahead, but it wasn't so surprising. She was the infamous Sherrif of Piltover after all.

"What the hell do you want from me?" Shaun asked, not sure why he wasn't thrown in prison already "You've already captured my men, what else do you want me to tell you?"

"I ask the questions here" the sherrif pointed out, cutting the last wings of confidence he had. Caitlyn drew a photo of a man approximately around his mid fifties, with a grey moustache decorating his upper lip. He looked familiar to Shaun; he was certain he had seen him before.

"Have you seen this man recently?" she inquiried.  Shaun narrowed his eyes at the photo. He couldn't make the connection to understand how this man was even relevant, but if that was what the sheriff needed to know, so be it. He didn't have to loose anything, and maybe this would be taken into account.

"Think I did.  He stopped by «Escape the Night» last Sunday for a drink""

"Did you speak with him?" Caitlyn asked again

"We exchanged a couple of words but nothing much" he shrugged his shoulders "He wasn't really fond of talking"

"What happened afterwards?"

"Not really sure. He left the bar after a while and walked towards platform A.  I don't know anything else"

The sherrif looked at him with her piercing eyes, and Shaun shivered. Never in his life had he been so intimidated, save by a woman. She looked beautifully terrifying, showing that there was no one that could outsmart her.

"Come on now Adams" she said, frowning "We both know that's a lie. You said yourself you knew everything going on in the harbor. There's no point in hiding information from us"

From her side, Piltover's Enforcer emerged from the shadows, giving a very specific message to Shaun Adams. He gulped.

"I told you, I don't know!" he exclaimed, starting to panic "One of my men reported seeing a hideous blue car with yellow doors pulling over near the bar, but I didn't see it myself, alright?!"

"See? It wasn't so difficult" Caitlyn bemused, placing her hands again on the table "Now, who saw the car? Give me names"

"I don't know, Melek I think!"

"You think?" Caitlyn repeated, lowering her voice. Shaun eyed her carefully, trying to guess what was going through her mind "I don't want you to think. I want you to answer specifically to what I ask! Was it Melek or not Adams?"

"Yes!" he exclaimed, obviously startled "Yes, it was Melek, now leave me the fuck alone!"

"Good" she nodded, pushing herself away "Keep this up and we'll take into consideration your cooperation. Perhaps you'll spend less than two decades in prison if you behave well. Take him"