Post by ronnie on Oct 20, 2011 11:36:20 GMT -5
I'm a man of my word. Here's a sneak peek at Second Chances. This is the fully revised version of the snippet, but still open to suggestions on how to improve it.
This will be one of the many interrogation scenes that take place in this story. Certainly not the best in my opinion, but one of the funnier ones to write. Let me know what you guys think.
New! Sneak Peek!
Officer Postavich.
According to his badge, that would be his name. Not that it mattered much, because Officer Postavich was -- an -- asshole! A deep an utter loathing was felt for this man. And if you were never fond of cops, this one could take the prize; he was the nastiest you’d ever have the misfortune of meeting.
A loud bang interrupted her train of thought. “Where is it!” he erupted, his fist punching the table once more. “Answer me!”
She shook her head. “Look, I-I said I don’t-”
Wham!
The folding chair went airborne, going from one side of the room to the other. The metal clanking sound that reverberated off the wall eased the man’s tension -- for now. And when the small vein on the side of his forehead stopped pulsing, he ran his gloved palm through his gelled jet-black hair. Now sedated, he continued , “Once more. I’m going to ask you once more, and then I’m going to-”
That sounded like a challenge.
“Going to -- what?”
“For fuck’s sake girl,” A third voice interjected, placing a firm hand on the girl’s shoulder. “Just tell em’ where you hid the money!” He was now within earshot. “Be a good girl…” He suggested, each breath being just short of a whisper.
Her nose wrinkled, smelling bad breath and feeling small droplets of spit hit her cheek.
Officer Von Grady.
His badge too was now visible.
Her eyes rolled. “I saaaaid I don’t know, even if I did, I wouldn’t tell either of you ASSHOLES!”
“Kori, let’s not be difficult.”
“Yeaah. Were all friends here, let’s not be rude, okaay?”
Facing Officer Von Grady, she shrugged off his hand. “Pee-yoo! Your breath smells like death old man. Either you or something inside of you is croaking!”
Officer Von Grady took a step back at this, slightly offended. He crossed his arms, rather defensively. Kori now had an index finger in her mouth, pretending to gag. “Cute. Real cute.”
The gagging stopped and he was rewarded with a mischievous smirk. “I sure thought so.”
Wham!
The small table held little resistance in Officer Postavich’s war path -- it too flew airborne. “Enough of this shit!” He reached for his pistol. “I’m going to-”
The door to the interrogation room swung open. A blonde haired woman walked in. She eyed the Officer drawing for his gun and then his partner in crime. “Nico! Caden!” She shook her head. “What the hell are you doing?”
Nico shot Caden a look, his hand no longer reaching for the weapon in his holster, it instead went for the smokes in his pocket. “This is why I don’t work with brats-!” A sigh escaped him, and the filter of the cigarette entered his mouth. “They can be so unreasonable.”
There was a look of disbelief. “Stand down!” She ordered. “Both of you!”
“Uh, Tomoko-” came Caden’s defense. “That’s Lieutenant Tomoko to you.” The click of her heels echoed, approaching Caden, eyes sizing him up. “Enlighten me Caden on what protocol encourages our precinct to show off our firearms during an interrogation.”
“None, Sir!”
“Then why is it that you and your partner think it’s okay to conduct “Show and Tell” with the witness?” His mouth moved to create words, but none came. “Don’t answer that.”
Nico Postavich took a long drag of his cigarette, exhaling sharply. “Fuck protocol.”
Lieutenant Tomoko’s eyes narrowed, watching the poor girl cough. “I want you both out of my sight!”
The two officers took their leave, “The hell with this good cop, bad cop shit…Next time we do things my way!”
The lieutenant watched the door close, a sigh escaping her. The room was a mess, but this could be easily remedied. With the table, right side up and in hand, she let it drag and felt eyes watching her every move.
“You’ll have to excuse them.”
A brow rose. “New York’s finest, I presume?”
“We certainly try to be.”
“Well, I certainly don’t feel safe.”
More to come...
This will be one of the many interrogation scenes that take place in this story. Certainly not the best in my opinion, but one of the funnier ones to write. Let me know what you guys think.