Not Again. {Open}

[Sawyer Jackson Jones]

Sawyer Jackson Jones

Here i sit once again in my orange jumpsuit. My back pressed against tge wall, smoke in hand. I stare up at the sky. Where was that damn probation worker. Maybe she left like the last one. Missing maybe. I have seen the posterd sround the city of my first missing probation officer. This one woukd be my second one. I had nothing to do with them missing but maybe just maybe i knew just alittle. I frown staring at tge sky. My mind jumbled because of the high i was going through. My body began to deal with it.

Then i heard a voice. It was deep almost authoritive. I look over seeing a polive car. I look back at my joint.
"Shit!" I say. I shove it in my mouth and scramble to my feet. I take off at a run. I hear him yell and begin to chase me. I look back. He is close and his hand is over his guy. I grab the smoke and throw it. I slow down and turn around.
" i didnt do anything! I didnt!" I say thrusting my hands up in the air. He hits me and i fall into the wall. He turns me around and grinds my face into tge brick.
" You dirty bastard!" I yell at him.
"Shut up scum bag! Your under arrest for murder!" He grabs my hands and pull them behind my back.
" i did nothing!" I shriek. The cop car shows up and puts me inside. I growl loudly. My eyes flicker lighter. They were my wolf eyes. I looked away.

Soon we arrived at tge station. We walk through the lobby. His hands on my cuffs pushing me from behind. I look at the one female officier in uniform. I let my tongue move around in ny mouth.
" what you doing later?" She gives me a disgusted look.
" yiu know what. I will find you later!" I say as he pushe me away and into tge interviewing room. He shoved me into the seat. The light is bright. I dont loode my smile.
" my name is officier brown. I have brought you in here because we find the body of yiu first probation worker brutslly nurder. Now that yiur second worker is missing we susect you. Tell me where is she."
" im sorry i dont know what you are talking about sir. I have killed nobody." I say looking diwn then back up at him with a sly smile.

(( sorry for spelling. Im on my phone ))

[Dante Stark]

Dante stood in his bedroom looking at the tailored suit he'd recently purchased, he hated wearing costumes but he needed to get himself on the inside for this mission. He needed to look smart and like a somebody rather than a nobody. Stark pulled his gun from its holster checking his ammo before casually sliding it back in its original position. Dante casually stepped outside of his apartment and walked down to his car and ran his fingers over the bonnet casually letting out a purr he was proud of his baby and he'd murder anyone who scuffed her up.

Dante opened the door and slid inside of his beautiful Impala.. He'd placed his key in the ignition and listened to his baby purr as he speed off from his apartment building.. He'd headed off down the way to the local police station he'd heard a report about a boy being taken in, and it just so happened that Stark had been keeping tabs on anything that'd happened over the Police Scanner.

Stark pulled up outside the station and watched for a moment before stepping out of his car, He grabbed his ID badge from his glove compartment as he locked his car door. Pushing open the doors he walked to the front desk and flashed the woman behind the counter his ID.

"Special Agent Mulder, I'm here about the boy you brought in, and I'll be questioning him. Dante calmly said as she lead him to the interviewing room. He'd made sure the police had left the viewing both so he could be alone with the kid.. Stark walked through the door and told the officer to leave. "I'm Agent Mulder, and boy you're going to cut the bullshit and answer all of my questions..Or we'll be playing a game of how many teeth am i willing to lose." Stark said coldly as he sat in the chair opposite the boy.

He looked him dead in the eyes and the boy had kept the sly smirk on his face; "I'm gonna give you three seconds; exactly three-fucking-seconds to wipe that stupid looking grin off your face or I will gouge out your eyeballs and skull-fuck you.."" Dante said as he smiled and placed his hands up on the table waiting for the boy to reply.

[Sawyer Jackson Jones]

I watch as the last officier leaves frustrated. I lran back in my seat looking around. If i coukd put my hands behind my head i would. I keep that same grin. I listen as the door clicks open to reveil yet another uniformed officier. I roll my eyes and sit straight again. He opens his mouth and tells me his namr. Before he sayd anything else i cut him off.
" well im Jones, Sawyer Jones. I would uhh shake your hand but im cuffed." I say trying to show him and being smart. I listen to what he says.
" well arent you an uptught asshole. I see you dont wear a wedding ring. Cant hild down girl can ya mate?" I say not moving my eyes from him. I had noticed the ring thing when he walked in. Im trying to spook him.
" Alright well... I woke up this morning, took a shower. I grabbed my community service jumpsuit. Then i got into my car and drove to mcdonalds for a mcgriddle. Oh yea and then i had to take a massive shit right? So i bombed a near by gas station. I think an esso off of 97. So after that i drove to the community building and sat there waiting for my community officer." I say not mentioning the weed. I chuckle on the inside and keep my sly grin. I didnt give a fuck to what he said. He asked what i did today so i told him. Easy enough. This guy acted like a real badass. I sit up and lean over still looking him in the eyes
" You watvh has stopped." I say. Time to replace the batteries fucktard. I think but dont say. I have a feeling this guy will be fun to screw with.