Chapter 350: Arc 5, - 44: Old Case
"Who pissed in your cereal?" the deer-man with black stubble and neck-length hair queried as Morgana walked by.
"Ain’t the time," Morgana left without a glance.
He was already leaning against the wall and now he crossed his arms with a slight shrug. He loosened up his black tie and looked for the other four most probably departing the interrogation rooms. And out they came.
"How’d things go over with Alicia?" he spoke to them as they approached.
"About as well as it could go," Jotou raised her palm to reveal the numbers.
"Looks like she gave you her home phone."
"Did she now," Hotaru’s eyes narrowed. She shook her head, "Sorry, Quinn, correct?"
The deer-man in the black suit, blazer unbuttoned, stood upright, "Detective Quinn Nunley, at your service; though, not really," raspingly he spoke.
"Did you need something from us?" Fumeko asked.
"You’re still after that bloody murder case, right? Thought I’d do you a favour and bring you up to date with the cult and its history so far."
"And, why do us this favour?" the blonde squinted.
"So you can put that sceptical nose somewhere else and stop snooping around the building. Also, so that if you do end up facing them again, it doesn’t end up like that whole debacle last week," he walked out.