Chapter 40: Ralphie Pearce X
42 hours later.
Levi sat behind the two-way mirror, leaning against the back of the steel chair. His legs stretched in front of him whilst drinking a cup of Earl Grey tea.
Levi watched their suspect Natan Watts inside the interrogation room, his hands cuffed to the table. It was only four hours ago when the two CIA agents served him the arrest warrant inside his little cell in Chesapeake Police Department, this time with no chance to post bail for the cold case of Selah Townsend.
Selah Townsend, an environmental lawyer that was found dead with a gunshot wound in the head five years earlier. The ballistic records in the national database matched with the Smith & Wesson 929 revolver that was discovered buried in Watts’s garden, thanks to the help of the gun-sniffing-dogs.
Levi watched clad in an immaculate custom made Jon Green suit, he wanted to dress for the occasion. He still had a bandage on his forehead and the neck collar. A pair of Ray-ban sunglasses hid his left eye, fortunately, the swelling had gone down considerably that he can see clearly now.
Levi watched as Sutton and Tillman reentered the room after a 10minute break. They took a seat opposite Watts and his lawyer. Watts’ lawyer is a 5’6" brunette woman in her early 40’s, her name was Christine Lee. She was a high profile defense attorney, considered one of the best criminal defense lawyers in the State.
"We’d like to offer you a deal in exchange for information on Pearce," Sutton said, after an hour of silence from Watts, as his attorney advised he shouldn’t make a comment as to not further incriminate himself.
"You have nothing on my client on the Pearce case." Christine shot back,
"We have an enhanced image of him holding a gun against the victim hours before his time of death."
"A partial image lets put that in the record," Christine emphasized.