Chapter 21: Three Interrogations Part 2

Not even attempting to hide his wicked smile, or the predatory look in his piercing blue eyes from Zorodo the nose as he entered interrogation room three. Zeph Demonbane only increased devilishness of his smile when he noticed the look of horror in the eyes of Zorodo.

*Tap*

Tapping the handle of his holstered mark six thrice to make sure that Zorodo was fully aware that he still had it, Zeph sat down across from him.

Zorodo's eyes kept darting between where the object of his fears was located just out of sight under the table, Zeph's ominous grin, and the ice-cold bottle of coffee that was just out of his reach thanks to the chains that bound him to the metallic table.

*Pop*

*Sip*

"Ahhh, such nice coffee. Sorry it looks like they did not provide any for you Zorodo the nose. I am guessing that you got that name for your ability to sniff out when you are about to get busted or come across a potential buyer, and not because of the large beak like nose on your face. So how about I give you a single shot to help me sniff out who is really behind you and the guy with six fingers."

*Sip*

"I already got enough to put you away for trafficking Mod While out of the burned out student in the other room, so can we do this the easy way."

"I am no rat, and you got nothing on me. That kid could have gotten those pills anywhere. For all you know we were talking about what we think the questions on the final are going to be, Mr. fancy badge."

"Poorly you have chosen. Respect the badge or you will be giving no choice but to."

"Ha, ha hahaha. You must be new; I know that you NEO's have rules you got to follow. Whole books of them. I can smell you thinking about how you are going to try to convince me to talk without breaking any of those precious rules officer."

"Fun that you should mention those rules I was just about to state them for the official record and for the benefit of my fellow recruits. Smile for the cameras it might be your last chance to do so for a while."

*Sip*

"Recruit?"

"Yes, and no. My status is a little bit special and rather lengthy to explain. Pay attention suspect I am only going to say this once again."

"Respect the badge, or stuff the consequences."

*Sip*

"Article one, subsection one line one states: The procedures in this manual are the standard that must be followed when conducting an interrogation for all Nephilim Enforcement Officers regardless of rank."

" Line two, Rank Four or above Black Badge Nephilim Enforcement Officers should view the procedures in this manual as a highly recommended starting point for any interrogations, any only use more aggressive methods when absolutely necessary."

*Sip*

"Fell like talking yet?"

"You wish baby badge rookie."

"Line three, Rank two Administrator Black Badge Nephilim Enforcement Officers should view the procedures in this manual as a list of proven methods of extracting information, but can use stronger methods if they see fit, while Rank One Administrator Badge Nephilim Enforcement Officers need only to use their own discretion when determining what methods to use to extract information in the most time efficient manner, and can view this manual as purely suggestive."

"Good for you, you must make your instructors so proud with your ability to memorize the information they have taught you."

"Squad one, and other recruits if you did not understand why I quoted the rules that you just received instructions on from what I understand of your training schedule, it is because if you use the same method that I am about to use, you will face disciplinary action."

Standing up Zeph stretched his legs and turned towards the wall behind him.

"Building Main AI, can you hear me."

*Beep*

"Yes, Cadet Demonbane. How many I be of assistance?"

*Beep*

"Can you please display my current credentials to the detainee on the wall and on the terminals in the observation rooms that are being used by the other members of my cycle and the commissioner."

*Beep*

"Processing request."

"Displays activated."

"Projecting results on wall of interrogation room."

*Beep*

Pointing his finger at the projection while standing off to the side so that Zorodo could see what he was pointing at, Zeph asked him one more time.

"Now that you have been made fully aware of exactly who arrested you and is currently conducting your initial interview upon intake, do you wish to make things easier on yourself?"

"The nose is no rat. I am not going to say anything. Also where is my lawyer and what about reading my rights?"

"This is not the LDPD station, this is LD NEO HQ, my personal playground at least until graduation for the academy. You are being held on changes of selling illegal Mod White Pills, be thankful it was not Black Mod, otherwise I would just extract the data from your chip after separating it from your skull."

"So, no attorney privilege or even being allowed to make a call?"

"You can make your call after we are done, but unless you have a direct number to reach God, it will do you little good."

*Slam*

Wicked grin growing even larger Zeph pulled out his Titanium Mark Six SLP and slammed it down on the table where Zorodo could get a up close and personal look at it. His hands were bound, and the built in owner recognition would make him regret everything in his life if he touched it anyway.

"You remember my little reward for getting a perfect score on my shooting assessment?"

Cold sweat covered Zorodo the nose's face, but he tried to act like he was unfazed by the sight of the very object of his most horrific nightmares.

"Fancy toy for a fancy badge day one rookie in the academy, if I read that display correctly, Cadet Demonbane. That is your name right."

"It definitely is not standard issues, but it IS my service SPL. I should apologize for not fully familiarizing myself with it prior to our meeting earlier."

*Click*

"Please allow me to do so by checking the affect of the other settings."

Fear was visible all over the face of Zorodo now that Zeph had the working end of the SLP pointed in his direction. His lips started to move to speak as he watched Zeph's finger move towards the trigger.

*Puff*

A very weak puff of sonically compressed air stuck Zorodo the nose on the nose.

"Ha, that felt like a kiss from a beautiful fallen angel, or perhaps Mother Lilith herself. Did your fancy little shinny toy run out of batteries."

"No, that is just the lowest setting possible only really intended for target practice. I was just curious about how it would feel to be hit by it. I know now that it would be safe to use in live training with my squad members. Thank you for your assistance."

*Click*

"Next is the setting I should have used earlier."

*Bap*

A slightly audible sound came from the impact of the rapidly compressed air striking the metallic table and the cuffs around Zorodo's wrist.

His reaction was as expected for those who were familiar with the stun setting of the standard issues SPL's. Zorodo's wrist flailed about as much as possible in their currently restrained state.

"Fuck you NEO. I hope that you get what is coming to you for shooting a restrained suspect just because they don't want to talk."

*Sip*

"The XO and my instructor are just beyond that wall if I was doing anything that I was not allowed to do, they could rush in and stop me. I might even get a matching pair of bracelets like the ones that you have Zorodo the nose. Can you smell what is coming next? Or have you caught a little cold since we brought you in?"

*Click*

"Oh, that's right we already know what this setting can do."

*Click*

"Now before we test out what Full Sonic can do to someone that has probably just taken a little too much of their own product to test for quality and lacks any real Nef. blood. I will give you one last opportunity to tell me who is your supplier Mr. Nose. I might even see if one of the on-duty officers watching the show can find where they put the leftover street taco style meat wraps my favorite little imp, goblin, I'm not sure what Zimbo is other than a little green cooking machine."

Zeph could tell that absolute fear was gripping Zorodo the nose without even checking in readout of his vitals being displayed before his eyes thanks to the information being fed to his Vlaras Global Positioning and Integrated Information Neuro Network interface chip by the building's secondary AI that sole responsibility was to monitor detainees and inmates at all times.

"Men if you have a weak constitution you might want to turn your heads or close your eyes for just a moment. This could get ugly if he doesn't want to talk."

As the tip of what could be considered to be the barrel of the SPL if it was being compared to a purely kinetic pistol just inches away from the thing most men treasure above all else Zorodo's heart rate was sounding alarms in Zeph's ears thanks to the live feed from the interrogation room's sensor array.

As Zeph's finger started to squeeze the trigger of his Titanium Mark Six SLP Zorodo the nose tried to scream out: "I'll talk!"

But it was to late.

*Bam*

*Beep*

"Detainee monitoring systems detecting trauma response form detainee listed as Zorodo the nose."

*Beep*

"Medical support required."

"Dispatching autonomous medical drones to interrogation room."

*Beep*

**Over the coms**

"Cadet Demonbane, I know that the rules laid out in the Standards for Patrol and Interrogation of Suspects manual do not necessarily apply to you, but it is rather difficult to question an unconscious suspect, Cadet."

"I already got everything that I needed straight from the score. I was just putting on a good show, so he didn't notice anything while I was scanning his VGPIINN using my Level One Administrator access overrides. He doesn't know who the supplier is, only some middleman that takes care of the hand-off of the Mod. He is out of our division's jurisdictional zone. I have already sent the Old Bay division his information and issued a Black Badge warrant for his arrest Commissioner."