After leaving the underground cell, Ryan went up to the office where the other police officers currently were.
He sat down on a chair by one of the computers. Usually, at this point, the officer would make a report. Since it was to do with Altered, Ryan himself would have to write up a report to send to White Rose as well.
“I’m sorry sir, but I can’t really write anything without a name,” the police officer said.
“That might be for the best,” Ryan replied. “His charge is assault on a civilian, but that civilian is very much alive. Depending on who he is and since he was in the first-class carriage, he might be able to just end this with a settlement, which is probably why he’s so calm down there.”
“It’s harder than people think to get Altereds taken in. They would have to do something quite drastic, or at least be a repeat offender, which I was hoping for, but there’s no name.”
Ryan still didn’t like it. He had taken in Altered many times, sometimes for legitimate crimes, other times for them just abusing their powers on civilians.
When they saw the White Rose badge, they quickly straightened up, especially in an area like Centerfield. But this Altered didn’t, and it was bugging him.
“He’s questioning my ethics?” Ryan said. “When he gives no respect to the emblem that I wear.”
“So what are we going to do? We can only keep him in there for 24 hours,” the officer said.
“That’s fine. I think it’s better this way. He won’t get much of a punishment for what he did, even if it went on trial. The person he upset was Sir Ken. I’m sure you know what he’s like, and when someone upsets him, he likes to deal with them personally, so we will just let Sir Ken deal with him. I’ll stay with you guys until he arrives,” Ryan answered.
Since it was a regular police station that Ryan had brought him to, Ryan decided to stay, just in case Gary decided to break out.
Looking at his phone, he had even received a text.
“I was right, Sir Ken does want to come meet him personally. After he comes here, that will be my cue to leave.”
After waiting a while, Ryan decided to head back down to the cell to check up on the prisoner to see if he had tried anything, but he could just see him sitting on a back bench calmly.
“So are you ready to tell me your real name?” Ryan asked.
“I already told you my real name. It’s your decision to believe me or not,” Gary replied.
“Come on, you could have come up with a better name than that. Why pick someone so infamous? If you were really Gary Dem, then you wouldn’t have even been here in the first place. No one would have caused trouble with you,” Ryan continued.
It was then that Gary went ahead and pulled the wig off his head, revealing his green hair.
“I have my reasons for visiting. I’m sure you should know why I would hide myself in this city,” Gary said calmly.
Ryan went to take a closer look at the prisoner but continued to laugh as he went back up the stairs.
“You’re going to regret being in here. If you talked to me nicely, then maybe I would have put in a good word with Sir Ken,” Ryan said, heading away.
When Ryan headed back to his seat, he was still just casually enjoying his time. Sitting in a chair, his legs were propped up on a desk, and he was endlessly scrolling through clips on his phone.
Laughing once in a while at what would come up. However, there was this nagging feeling at the back of his mind.
Twisting his phone, he soon went onto the search browser and quickly typed in the words, ‘Gary Dem.’ Then right after, he clicked on images.
“Huh,” Ryan said. “He does kind of look like him.”
The hairs on the edge of Ryan’s forearms could be felt standing up; they were tingling slightly. He put his legs down as he took a closer look at the photo.
‘No, it can’t be. It’s impossible to be him. Why would he just comply and come in with me if it was the real Gary Dem?’
‘Heck, not even Sir Ken would get involved if they knew who he was. He could have just mentioned or done something and dealt with the situation in other ways.’
‘I mean, someone of his caliber wouldn’t even be riding on the train in the first place. It makes no sense.’
Thinking about it more though, Ryan remembered Gary wearing a wig covering up his green hair. Him saying something along the lines of having a reason to hide himself coming to this place.
There was big news that had been spread through the whole of the White Rose, that was unable to be stopped. That Gary Dem had broken out of the prison, defeating the Warden among other things.
It went to prove his strength, but the White Rose never revealed that information to the outside. It would have just given Gary a bigger name than what he already had.
‘It’s impossible to be the real Gary Dem… but then why did he ask if we were going to the underground prison?’ Now the hairs were standing up on the back of Ryan’s neck.
It was a low chance, a low probability that this could be the real Gary Dem, but then what if it was?
The sound of the door opening to the building was heard in front of them.
“We’re looking for an individual that has been kept here. I hope everyone will comply. My name’s Kanu, and I’m with White Rose.”
Ryan’s whole heart sank to the pit of his stomach.
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