Memory Lane

Chapter 39: Gray Area

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(... yes, the officers' first names are a reference to Supergirl and the Flash.)

The officers that Miguel saw the next time were better with Falcon.

"Hello. I'm Detective Keen-Bridget, this is Officer Chase. We are here to ask you some questions about the incident, is that okay?" the blonde haired detective asked. She smiled gently at Falcon, trying to placate her.

Falcon warily nodded at them from her hospital bed, suspicion shining through in full force. "And there is no conflict of interest to the case, yes?"

The detective looked a little shocked by that statement and Miguel had to hold back a smirk.

"There is no conflict of interest. We just need to get your side of the story, is that okay?" Detective Keen-Bridget asked.

Falcon hesitantly nodded, eyes flicking everywhere. The detective relaxed a little, trying to placate the teen. "I'm not going to cuff you anywhere. I heard you gave Lex quite the scare. It's okay. It's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you."

"How do I know that?" Falcon asked sharply, looking over the detective and the officer warily, settling on their holsters and their pistols. "That's the same caliber. Maybe different type, but same caliber nonetheless."

"How do you-" the detective looked down at her gun, where Falcon was watching it. She looked like she was ready to bolt out of the room.

Not that she could.

"I'm not going to hurt you. How do you know it's the same caliber?"

"Standard issue guns of the police force are always, always 40 calibers. Staring down the gun, right down the handgun bore, made some quick adjustments to my math, saw spent bullets on the floor, casing, did more math and calculated that the handgun was not a standard issue gun from the police force, since model and make were different, but the caliber is the same."

Falcon was talking rapidly.

"You need to slow down..."

"I can't." Falcon shook her head. "What do you want to know?"

"Why did you run down to the Head Office?"

"Because no one could get in or out. Everyone needed to get out. The only way out was to climb the fence and not everybody could do that." Falcon paused. "I couldn't wait for the shooters to kill everybody and then the police come in."

"What happened at the Head Office?"

"The police officers told us to wait-"

"Hold on, you weren't alone?"

"I wasn't. One of my closest friends followed me even though I insisted she go wait by the gate. But she was persistent. Her name is Valerie Lycan Conrad?"

"Okay. Continue?"

"The officers told us to wait before opening the gates, so we did, 'cause we didn't know what else to do and what the police were doing outside..." Falcon caught a barely visible furious glance at the paper Detective Keen-Bridget was writing on as she said that. "... did I say something wrong?"

"Oh? Oh no, no. Continue." The detective was again surprised by the teen.

"... so we waited and when they gave the all clear, we got into an argument and I ended up making an announcement for everybody to leave the school. I managed to push her out of the Head Office because I heard footsteps... and then he came in."

"Couldn't you have just left?" the detective pressed.

"I didn't press the button yet to open the gates. So I was basically stuck between saving my own skin and saving everybody else. Logically, the answer is simple. To put it in play was the hard part."