For a brief moment, Eric simply held Chance's gaze. An interesting character this one seemed to be, he thought. Her intuition, he assumed, had not gone unnoticed. Obviously there was more to this woman than meets the eye. Admittedly though, he knew most of his colleagues would not have noticed it and would probably brush it aside as a coincedental event. As if nothing out of the ordinary have happened. But not Eric. That was no coincedence, he told himself. She's far too casual handling the what seemed to be an unexpected phonecall. There was no surprise in her eyes whatsoever. It's as if she knew her mobile would ring before it actually did and also knew who was on the other line. On Eric's face however, there was no clear expression in respond to this phenomenon. Calmly, the man reached for her phone and led her into the interrogation room.
"Take a seat.." Eric gestured as he held the door open for Chance. "I'll be with you shortly"
She's been cooperative thus far, hence there was no need to lock the room as Eric returned to his desk. After he retrieved a new case file from his drawer, Eric headed for the coffee machine. In his mind, questions were already pouring in as he pours two cup of coffee. Surprisingly though, most of it weren't even pertained to the woman in that room. Instead, they were on the thing he saw earlier on the road. Odd it seemed that neither his partner nor the lady had noticed it. Or had she, Eric wondered. Just what the fuck was that thing? It was no bear, he was sure of it. No mammal of such size could've moved that fast. The attack too wasn't accidental. It was rather intentional. Eric then glanced over his shoulder as if to look into the interrogation room. Was she the creature's target? It couldn't be him or Jake for they'd never encountered such a thing before. Chance on the other hand, might just give him some answers.
Time once again seemed to stop for Eric. His mind returned to that night's event. The coroner's words, the body, Chance, the feeling of being watched and then the accident on the road. A huge dog or a wolf? Ridiculous. But no. Not entirely ridiculous after what he'd witnessed. If all the pieces fits together, then this case would not be as easy as it looked.
"Jake, before you start on the reports. Could you check up on our guest in the database and have her profile print out for me? Then bring them over to me in the room." said Eric. "And for god's sake, piss-stink; don't dilly dally over your desk! Get changed already!"
"I will, I will.."
The sargent grunted and shook his head before returning to the room where Chance was. He entered and slid a cup of coffee over to her before he sat. Eric then reached for his pen on the chest pocket while taking a sip of his own hot drink before placing them out in front of him on the table. He clicked the pen and flipped the file open. Chance's mobile phone not so far away either. Momentarily, he allowed the room to be in silence as he scribbled down the date and the names of the officer in charge, himself and Jake. Eric then leaned back and reached into his pocket. He took a cigarette out before placing the pack on the table between Chance and himself.
"Smoke?" he gestured as he lit the stick that's between his lips.
Eric inhaled and crossed a leg over the other.
"Alright, I think you've gone through this many times before so there's no need for me to waste our time with one question after another. Spill everything out. I'm all ears..." said the man as he held her gaze sternly.
"You never listen do you, Eric! You think this is all a joke? You think I'm making all this up?"
"Enough, Laura! Enough! I don't want to hear another word about him. He's the captain of our squad! He knows what he's doing!"
"No Eric! You didn't see what I see! He let our man go at gunpoint! He's one of them! I'm tellin..."
Laura head was suddenly thrown to the side upon receiving Eric's backhand, disrupting her words instantly. The room rang with the echoes of his slap. Her long raven black hair tailing behind. She sobbed. Slowly, her head then turned to face him. Tears trickling over her smooth cheeks. Anger and disappointment within her stares as blood flowed down the corners of her mouth.
"This discussion is over, Laura!"
"...Why won't you believe me.. Eric? Why..?"
"Frederick has been loyal to our organization for years, Laura. If he'd allowed the man to go free, he had his reasons. We're not in the position to question him, Laura. We carry out our orders as we're told."
"...And not question them at all..? To bark when we're told to do so? And to bite when.. we're told do so? Is this the life you wanted Eric? To follow orders blindly?"
"It is our duty, Laura.."
"No, Eric.. I know you.. This... this is not you.. Please, Eric... Listen to me.. Listen to your heart.."
"Enough, Laura.. Don't make me repeat myself.."
Eric's footsteps echoed as he turned to leave the woman behind. Accompanying her now was the sobbing of hurt as she slowly slumped to the floor. Eric was the only agent she trusted. Yet he'd turned his back to her. All her hope was lost. She was alone in the battle of her belief. Her lover, blinded by his duties; had shut her out. Laura found herself stranded with nobody to go to. She was lost.