The still air was stifling the room, Shaw looked at the notes in front of him. Ezra ? Ezra Jones ?
Nothing moved no sound.
He started at the hooded figure seated across the table. Trying to peer into the black eyes watching him. The monks hands were cuffed to the table in front of him.
PC Roberts had informed him before he entered that when they tried to take the cuffs of the monk he fought and had injured PC Dreyfus. So the desk sergeant had adviced to keep him cuffed.
From our database here it say you are Ezra Jones and you are the landlord of the 15 grey friars lane .
Your two “Tennants” are stiffing you for the cannabis growing factory in the upstairs apartments. They deny any knowledge of the caged girl in the basement though!
Nothing, not even a slight shoulder shurg.
If you don’t say anything, well it’s up to you and we can provide you with legal aid of you require it? I have read you your rights but at the moment Mr Jones it so looking bleak for you.
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Who was the girl ?
Why was she there?
Knock knock
Come in, it was Roberts.
The hospital has called the girl from the house is being released and is coming here to give a statement. Considering her ordeal she is described as fine.
01159691777
Excuse me
01159691777
Shocked Shaw look at the monk did you say something?
01159691777
Why should I call the number Jones ?
01159691777
Why Jones you have not helped us.
The monk moved sharply back and jerked his arms up in a swift motion breaking the chain connecting him to the table. He stood to his full height.
CALL THE FUCKING NUMBER. 01159691777