The interrogation room wasn't really an interrogation room it was the usual rest areas that were part of the lounge .

In the room were three officers one stood by the right wall facing the sitting area while two sat on the sofas looking at Alaric who was sitting opposite them. Their black uniforms looked out of place in the bright room.

Alaric poured tea for them as he waited for them to start the interrogation. He had expected the interrogation but not this fast maybe after a day or two later.

The police in this world must be really hardworking, he mused to himself trying to hide a chuckle.

One of the police a burly man built like a tank with a crew cut leaned forward his muscles bulging in his too tight uniform.

He pushed a photo Alaric could recognize by looking at him.

" This is Damon Wayans ," he said his voice low ," do you recognize him? "

Alaric leaned forward and looked at the photo before his face lit up .

" Yes I do know him, he's a client."

The officers looked at him their eyes scrutinizing his every twitch. Alaric remained impassive to their scrutiny. If they wanted to get something out of him they were going to fail miserably.

" When did you last see him?"

Alaric didn't hesitate to think.

"Last night," Alaric replied, " he booked a room."

The man nodded taking the photo back.

" He hasn't been seen since."

" Is that unusual for him?"

" Very. His wife is worried for him and this was the last confirmed location. "

Alaric's eyes widened for a brief second.

" Ooh, he was married? "

" Yes, his wife is quite influencial , " the officer said leaning back ," I wonder why he was even here? "

" Pleasure of course, that is what my establishment offers, " Alaric answered taking a sip of the tea the others barely touched.

" How many times has he visited?"

" Once that was his first time."

" When did he leave?"

" Around 1:00 PM , we did offer him boarding but he refused, " Alaric said his voice regretful," you can check our security logs and anything you need."

" That would be necessary."

The officer who had been standing said suddenly and moved towards him standing behind him. Alaric didn't appreciate that.

"Bring the footage," Alaric said to his phone.

" Yes sir, " James's voice came more formal.

A few minutes later the door was knocked and James walked in with a laptop in hand. He placed the laptop in front of the officers and stepped back going to stand at the back of the coach besides Alaric.

Their eyes met for a brief second communicating before both of them looked at the police typing on the laptop.

" That's him.." one said to the other.

" There he is again."

" He left..."

The officers stopped looking at the screen and closed the laptop and sighed heavily.

" What's wrong officers?" He asked his voice quite pretending to be worried for a second before returning to calm.

" No, he did leave," the burly officer said," Mr Damon is quite influential especially.... this is going to be such a hassle."

" I do hope you can find him, I do not wish for my brothel to be associated in a missing persons case. Bad for business," he said his tone cold. He was getting tired of the games.

The officers nodded and stood up," you don't mind if we interview the other employees just to check if it matches your statement we don't want inconsistency."

"Go ahead ," Alaric said nonchalantly drumming his fingers on his knees.

The officers nodded and left the room.

Alaric waited for a few minutes until the footsteps disappeared before pulling James down to him and whispered in his ear.

" Everyone knows what to say right?"

" Yes, you bought us enough time. "

" Good. "

Alaric nodded letting go of his collar . James straightened up and uncreased his collar.

" Let's just hope no one messes it up."

His voice was loud in the quiet space .

....

June's hand trembled occasionally as she looked at the imposing men before her,she kept them folded on her lap to prevent them from seeing them.

She has never been in this situation but she knew she had to be strong and not show any weakness.

" Did you see Mr. Wayans tonight?" The officer asked pushing his photo towards her.

June felt like puking just from the name of that cruel thing. She held herself back looking at the officers with clear innocent eyes.

" Yes," she answered her voice steady, " he came in after sunset."

" What was his mood?"

" Quite,"June paused," polite enough. "

He really had been what she had described but they all didn't know he was wolf in sheep's clothing.

" Did he argue with anyone?"

She shook her head.

" No."

The officers leaned forward closer to her," did he hurt anyone? "

June swallowed," no."

It wasn't true, lying about this made bile rise up her throat. But she knew this was the truth they needed.

" Thank you for your cooperation."

" It was nothing officers," June said with a pleasant smile on her face.

The men nodded and left her room. She breathed a heavy sigh of relief. James had told them what to say but being in the room by yourself with them was just horrendous. She thought and closed her eyes.

She wanted to see Bethany.

....

Christopher leaned back using his hands to support him on his bed. The officers stood in front of him with nowhere to sit. He had only worked in the brothel for less than a week but he had made more money from just tips than he could ever make in half a year.

He still had two days before he could start to officially receive clients and he couldn't wait. He wasn't about to fuck up his only chance for a good and comfortable life.

It was better than living in the gutters and being thrown around by married women because of his good looks. He had red eyes,full curly white hair and six foot tall his parents called his unique looks a blessing as they pimped him out to rich women for money since he was fifteen.

Right now the brothel was the most stable place he had been and he loved it here. As long as you stick to the rules you will enjoy as much luxury as you want.

" When did he leave?" The officer asked.

" Before midnight I think, I remember because that was when the music changed ," Christopher answered

" Did Alaric escort him out?"

They were really doubting Alaric on this one. He hasn't passed , he thought to himself.

Christopher gave a loud incredulous laugh," no Alaric only escorts his clients, guards to that work."

" Did you see Alaric with him at one point?"

" No," he said," he was probably busy with his clients or just work."

" Thank you for your cooperation."

" No worries officers, it's my duty."

He fell backwards on his bed and closed his eyes.

....

Rhea looked at the officers looking at her in surprise.

" Miss Rhea you work here, the police force would have been more than happy to employ you. "

Rhea felt irritated, she just wanted this to be over so that she can go to work .

" Can you just ask the questions?"

" Right, did you escort Mr. Wayans out?"

" Yes, I watched his car drive off."

" At what time?"

" It was after midnight around 2:15 PM."

The officers nodded.

" Thank you for your cooperation and I hope you can consider my offer. We don't want a lieutenant like you to work here, it's a shame to your skill."

Rhea rolled her eyes inwardly," I'll think about it. "

...

" Are you sure that's all officers? We can help you some more if you need it, " Alaric said standing next to the police car.

They had done their full investigations and came up with the same answers.

" I hope this will be the last time we see each other Mr. Theron , " the oldest of the officers said his face was serious," Mr. Wayans has a lot of influential figures around him despite being a weak awakened so try to maintain caution until he is found. "

Alaric nodded. The man was never going to be found. He was fully dissolved and buried five mountains away. He just hoped his family would leave him alone.

" Let's go back," he said to James to have been shadowing him and they walked towards the front door.

The moment that arrived at the lounge they found everyone gathered around in groups clearly waiting for him. It was still early in the morning so most customers were either asleep or gone.

Alaric didn't speak but just stared at them.

June broke the silence," did we say it right?"

Christopher nodded a careless smile on his face," we said what we saw."

" What if they come again?" A shaky voice came from the crowd.

Alaric stood there watching them voice their worries for themselves and the brothel. They had all thrown themselves into the frying pan following him and he wasn't about to let the fire get near them.

"They won 't find anything here," he said quietly his voice reassuring," and no one will be punished for protecting their own."

June looked up at him her eyes watery," we didn't lie for the brothel only."

Alaric nodded solemnly meeting her gaze," I know."

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