Elizabeth sighed in a sea of honking horns and backed up cars. She had driven 6 hours to NYC, the last hour was spent in traffic. Finally she pulled into the station parking lot, speedwalking up the steps and into the lobby.
"You lost, miss?" A young officer in uniform asks her as she takes a moment to look around.
"I'm special agent Daniels with the FBI," She flashes her badge as the cop is taken aback for a moment. "I'm here to see your boss..." starting to sound impatient.
5 minutes later and she's standing next to the captain behind the one way mirror of an interrogation room.
"So Daniels, he's all yours," the captain drops the files on the desk and walks out. Looking through them very quickly she takes them into the interrogation room with her, dropping the files on the desk and taking a seat in front of the handcuffed dealer in front of her.
"My name is Daniels and for the next few weeks, I'm going to be your best and only friend."
"Fuck you," He responds in a thick brooklyn accent.
Liz closed her eyes as she sighed for a moment. "I don't think you're getting the point, you see, I'm not NYPD. I'm FBI, you're part of a bigger investigation now, this isn't some small time charge we're talking about."
"Go fuck ya'self lady," the kid leans back in his chair comfortably.
"Oook, let's try a different approach..." She begins to look through the files to find something useful to bring up...
"You lost, miss?" A young officer in uniform asks her as she takes a moment to look around.
"I'm special agent Daniels with the FBI," She flashes her badge as the cop is taken aback for a moment. "I'm here to see your boss..." starting to sound impatient.
5 minutes later and she's standing next to the captain behind the one way mirror of an interrogation room.
"So Daniels, he's all yours," the captain drops the files on the desk and walks out. Looking through them very quickly she takes them into the interrogation room with her, dropping the files on the desk and taking a seat in front of the handcuffed dealer in front of her.
"My name is Daniels and for the next few weeks, I'm going to be your best and only friend."
"Fuck you," He responds in a thick brooklyn accent.
Liz closed her eyes as she sighed for a moment. "I don't think you're getting the point, you see, I'm not NYPD. I'm FBI, you're part of a bigger investigation now, this isn't some small time charge we're talking about."
"Go fuck ya'self lady," the kid leans back in his chair comfortably.
"Oook, let's try a different approach..." She begins to look through the files to find something useful to bring up...