Leear shrugged and got out his own ciggarets "Fiar enough" He looked Raul with pur anger "Your not getting your fucking lawer! And yes im ordering pizza to shove up your ass!" Leear smiled a little and picked up the phone book and smashed it onto Rauls hands "Tell me you killed him! Admit it!" Leear screamed at him, he hated being woken up, especially for idiots like Raul.
"You enjoy putting pizza up people's asses?" Raul said, in fake shock and horror before he spluttered a laugh. He knew all about this chump and what he was like - you could tell a lot about someone after a fight. Also, he'd stormed in on their meeting and started firing off shots uncalled for... Raul begun to wonder if the FBI had ran out of anyone half-decent. After his laugh had subsided, Raul sighed and leaned back in the chair, taking a look at the Samuel. Maybe he could play these two off each other.
"You should put this dog back on its leash..." he begun, resting his hands on the table in front of him " The guy is clearly unfit to be interrogating anyone... and I assure you, I know nothing of the murder you speak of. Now... I suggest you stop humiliating yourselves and the entire bureau until you have some real evidence.". So they had him for narcotics, but from what he could tell, they had next to nothing on the murder case to use against him.
Post by Samuel "Jimmy" Stark on Jun 24, 2009 14:37:03 GMT -6
Samuel laughed at Raul's comment. He was right in what he said. It clearly seemed that Leear had brought his personal anger towars the suspect into this, which is never a good idea. "Maybe you should both stop acting like a bloody kids and start taking this serriously" Samuel said and walked to the table. "You are allready going in for narcotics and you are our major suspect on the murder case, so it would be good for you to start talking" Samuel said. "Or maybe you like to go in to jail?" he continued. "Do you know what they do to pretty boys like you in there?" Samuel said this with a small smile.
Leear sat down and put his legs onto the table inbetween him and Raul "If you just admit you did it, I know some people inside and ill try and get you some protection, or you can enjoy the fuck fest Sammy here seems to know so much about" He grinned at Sam hoping for a laugh at his joke. Leear looked at Raul in a look of pure disgust and just lipped the words "Child Killer"
Raul had a smug look on his face. These guys really didn't know anything did they? On the inside, Raul could do pretty much whatever he pleased, almost as he would if he wasn't in prison. He hadn't been jailed before, but he knew plenty of DiLeonardo's that were either still incarcerated, or had been in the past. If he had to do time, it didn't bother him - nobody fucked with the DiLeonardo's, it would be a breeze. Looking between the two, he shrugged casually and paused for a few moments before directing his attention to Samuel, the more 'sensible' of the two it seemed.
"Look. I've told you I don't know anything about the murder. You say I'm a prime suspect but you have no evidence? If you want to charge me for the drugs, so be it. I take full responsibility..." he begun, now looking toward Leear, his tone changing dramatically "...But don't you ever fucking accuse me of killing a child". He wished he hadn't let Leear go so easily back at the gym... he should have buried him when he had the chance, but killing a cop was a pretty dumb move, even for Raul.
Post by Samuel "Jimmy" Stark on Jun 24, 2009 14:56:14 GMT -6
Samuel didn't really notice the joke Leear made. "You really want to make this hard, don't you?" Samuel said. "You could be going in for a long time you know" he continued. "You might want to do something about that, like telling us what you know?" Samuel said. "Do we have a reason to accuse you of the murder to the boy?" Samuel hoped that his would lead to something.
Raul couldn't tolerate this for much longer. Not because they were pressuring him, he could handle that much, but because they were boring the hell out of him, and the repetitiveness was becoming an annoyance. Sighing once more, he leaned back in the uncomfortable chair. " You're the ones that bought me here.... you tell me" he replied simply. He couldn't speak about if he didn't know anything, it was that simple. "Now where is my lawyer.". The Spaniard was going to need one for the narcotics case, at least.
Post by Cristoforo DiLeonardo on Jun 24, 2009 15:51:52 GMT -6
Cristoforo DiLeonardo burst into the room and setting down his briefcase on the table looked at Raul and said "Don't say a fucking thing Raul. Why wasn't I notified? I know my client well enough to know that he asked for a lawyer numerous times. That leggy blonde you were with Raul, she knew to call me. So tell me, what are the damn charges?" Then Cristoforo sat down next to Raul.
"Who the fuck are you!? Who you let you in! You say you know your client!? Its murder you tit-wank!" Leear hated lawyers, REALY hated, blood sucking leeches deserved to be shot, didnt help anything, Leear looked at Sam and gave him a look to say, what the fuck do I do now? Leear looked Raul and then looked at his lawyer again "I have reason to belive he killed a 15 year old boy"
Post by Samuel "Jimmy" Stark on Jun 25, 2009 10:37:36 GMT -6
Just as Samuel had expected the lawyer was some ideological crusader. "Calm down Leear!" Samuel said. "There is no need for aggression" he continued. "As he said, he is charged for the murder of a minor and holding a huge amount of narcotics in his aparement" Samuel started. Samuel kept a little brake before he continued. "Now we have reason to bealive that mister Pena was the last one to see this kid alive" Samuel said.
Post by Cristoforo DiLeonardo on Jun 25, 2009 12:49:31 GMT -6
"Who the fuck are you!? Who you let you in! You say you know your client!?" Cristoforo smiled smugly and looking at the angry FBI said "Who the fuck am I? Who the fuck are you pretty boy? Afraid to get your nice suit dirty? Fuck you." Then he turned back to the FBI agent who appeared to be more decent and said, "Cristoforo DiLeonardo. I am a Lawyer, obviously. Now tell your fucking partner to calm down before I slap a law suit on him so quick, his great-great grandkids will keep having to pick up the fucking tab. You say he murder a kid. Where is your goddamn proof?"
Raul was relieved to see his lawyer, Cristoforo, burst into the interrogation room. The Spaniard was pretty good at holding his own ground, but Cristo was the best damn lawyer he could ask for, and would definitely help him with his case. He gave another smug look and his relaxation was evident in his body language. This was going to be a walk in the park now. He was going to let his lawyer do all the talking, that was his job, and he was damn good at it.
Leear over to the lawer and grabbed him by the shirt pulling him up "Wanna start on me you tit-wank fucking pretty lawyer boy! You cant slap a lawsuit on me if your fucking necks broken can you!? Now sit down and shut up before I shut you up! Our proof is a video tape of him leaving the crime and some witnesses seeing him leave" Leear yelled in his face then pushed him back onto the chair, he then picked up the phone book and slammed it onto Rauls fingers "Where were you at the time of the murder?!"
Post by Samuel "Jimmy" Stark on Jun 25, 2009 13:07:11 GMT -6
Of course the suspect had to be associated with the DiLeonardo mobsters. Great, Samuel thought. Samuel was about to answer to the lawyer but Leear's actions stoped him. What was going on on his mind, Samuel though when he watched the kid grapping the lawyer and slamming the suspect with the phonebook. Samuel moved in and grapped the kid and slammed him gently against the wall. "What the fuck do you think you are doing, ha?" Samuel shouted. "This is the God damn FBI and not some fucking NYPD!" Samuel said and released Leear. "Now get out of here and clear your head before we continue" Samuel ordered and pointed at the door.
Leear nodded "Yeah your proberly right Sam, ill go grab a coffee" Leear gave Raul a dirty look and then gave the lawyer the finger before slamming the door opening, walking out, then slamming it closed, he didnt want to leave, he didnt think he had to, they were both pricks, but sam was the senior officer so he just left, might as well, he was just going to grab a cup of coffee then come back.