Inside the interrogating room of South City Police Station...
A detective sat opposite the captain, a metallic table that bounced off the overhead lamplight standing between them. The man, having ginger beards and earrings on, simply scrolled through some files — he just came inside a few seconds ago, and didn't say a thing till now.
He hummed as he scrolled the pages, chewing a gum slowly.
One moment, he asked the captain without looking up, "Can you confirm your name for me, please?"
The captain replied in a slow, relaxed manner, "Cade Jones."
"Uhm, nice name there," the detective commended in a low voice, nodding his head and scrolled more and more of the files.
Soon afterwards, he glanced right up and said to him, "Well, I am Detective Haxton. Just so you know, Mister... Jones. I am here just to ask you one or two questions, so we can confirm you're innocent and let you go—"
