Dechart: Become Connor

Connor 2

Well, I've spotted his desk, but it lacks Anderson. I look over at another officer.

"Excuse me, do you know what time Lieutenant Anderson usually arrives?" I ask.

"Depends on where he was the night before. If we're lucky we'll see him before noon." He spits, turning away. This is inconvenient.

"Thanks." I mutter and look away. I guess I'll have to wait. I sit in a chair and wait for a bit before deciding to learn more about him. I listen to the music on his mp3 player, learning he listens to 'knights of the black death'. A heavy metal band. I tap his phone. "Call Hank Anderson." I demand. He leads straight to his voicemail, though I don't know what I was expecting.

"Hi, this is Hank. Not here at the moment. You can leave a message if that's what turns you on but don't expect me to call back. Beep. Whatever." I decide to leave a voicemail.

"Lieutenant Anderson? This is Connor. I'm the Android sent by Cyberlife. It's almost noon and I'm waiting for you at the office." I state and hang up. I then observe his desk, noting donuts, a Japanese maple plant, cold coffee, several anti-android slogans, a basket ball cap representing the Detroit team, his quick climbing of the ranks, his many successes, evidence of a dog, and a box of matches. Just then, he begins to approach his desk. "It's good to see you again, lieutenant." I greet him.

"Oh, Jesus." He mutters and rolls his eyes.

"Hank! In my office!" Captain Fowler orders. I decide to talk to the deviant one last time before I join Anderson in the office. I quickly move there and approach him. He looks up at me. "They're going to destroy me." He says, defeated. I couldn't help but to... empathize with it.

Software instability^

"I'm sorry. It's not what I wanted, but there's nothing I can do. I know there's something you didn't tell me. I need to know, before they take you away. The sculpture you made, tell me more about it." I beg.

"I'm going to die." Is all it mutters. I sigh and walk away, stopping at the bathroom to look at my reflection. A stunning image if I do say so myself.

Software instability^

I walk toward the office, noticing the officer from my first mission on the roof, the one that stood with captain Allen. She doesn't seem to notice me, so I move into the office.

"I know jackshit about androids, Jeffrey! I can barely change the settings on my own phone!" The lieutenant exclaims. He appears to be upset about working the deviant cases.

"Everybody's overloaded! I think you're perfectly qualified for this type of investigation." Captain Fowler fires.

"Bullshit!" The lieutenant shouts, standing up. "The truth is nobody wants to investigate these fuckin androids and you left me holding the bag!" He turns and walks away a bit to attempt to cool off.

"Cyberlife sent over this android to help you with the investigation. It's a state-of-the-art prototype. It'll act as your partner." The captain tell him.

"No fuckin way! I don't need a partner, and certainly not this plastic prick!" He argues.

"Hank, you are seriously starting to piss me off! You are a police lieutenant! You are supposed to do what I say and shut your goddamn mouth!" Captain Fowler shouts back.

"You know what my goddamn mouth has to say to you, huh?" He provokes.

"Ok. Ok. I'll pretend like I didn't hear that so I don't have to add anymore pages to your disciplinary folder cause it's already looking like a fuckin novel! This conversation is over!" He orders. Lieutenant Anderson seems to be a problem in this work place. I can see his internal conflict as he continues to push the situation.