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<blockquote data-quote="Paka" data-source="post: 1346247" data-attributes="member: 100"><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>City Police Department Interview Transcript</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>Atlantis Files</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>Interviewer: </strong> Detective Randolph Bucksby</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>Place: </strong> Eastside Hospital, Nurse's Station</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>Interviewee: </strong> James Lexington</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>R.B. </strong> - Mr. Lexington, please have a seat. Can I get you a coffee? A smoke?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>James </strong> - He accepts coffee, turns down smokes.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>R.B. </strong> - How do ya know the corpse in there, Lexington?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>James </strong> - To be honest he showed up at my dorstep for the first time this evening. Before then I never met him.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>R.B. </strong> - Oh yeah? I promise I won't make any jokes about the butler doin' it if you tell me every last detail. He came to your door...what then?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>James </strong> - He came to the door staggering and pale. It must have ben the loss of blood.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>R.B. </strong> - Wow, you should take up police work.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>James </strong> - He mumbled somthing, and fell at my door.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>R.B. </strong> - Mumbled WHAT?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>James </strong> - I took him in and tried to stop the bleeding, and find out who he was. He had Mr Steel's card so I called him and we agreed to bring him here and meet.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>R.B. </strong> - And you didn't call an ambulance? You drove him yourself? Why's that?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>James </strong> - Sorry sir, but I was not sure as to the extent of his wounds. Surely the man must have had some reason to come to me. Otherwise he would have gone to the hospital himself. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>R.B. </strong> - Right. So, is there much blood at the murder scene?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>James </strong> - There is a fair amount of blood at my house from his bleeding if you'd care to come look your more than welcome.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>R.B. </strong> - I would care to look at it. Anybody home now? Anybody who can vouch for your story, there?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>James </strong> - No sir, not at the moment. But if your patient I can take you there presently. No, at this time I am the only person that resides in the house.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>R.B. </strong> - We can do this two ways. I can go get a warrant. Or, you can sign a release, allowing me into the house to peek around. Your hcoice...entirely up to you.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>James </strong> - Mr. Bucksby, I have not intention of impeeding your investigation. You will be more than welcome to come to my house with me and I will show you around.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>R.B. </strong> - Fair enough, let's skidaddle right now, then. Shall we?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>James </strong> - If you will permit me a moment to invite Mr Steel and his companion?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>R.B. </strong> - They friends of yours?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>James </strong> - Not at the moment, but as I understand Mr. Steel is a detective, and he could be of some service in fining out what this individual wanted.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>R.B. </strong> - I'll meetcha at your front door in a half hour.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>James </strong> - You can ride with me if you'd like?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>R.B. </strong> - I've gotta take my car, detective gear and all that. Meet you there in a half hour?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>James </strong> - Do you know the way?"</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>R.B. </strong> - I know the Eastside pretty well.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>James </strong> - Very well, I will see you there.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"><strong>Notes: </strong> I hate to think the Butler did it but something's fishy. He's hidin something and I can feel it in my bones. His former employer died under some mysterious circumstances and this butler is living there while the "estate get's settled." A dead Atlantean lands at his doorstep and he thinks to call Max Steele?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">No, these two loverbirds were in on something here and when Max makes the loud noise I fully expect him to make, we'll nail him. Nice things about guys like Max is they think they'll make great crooks but they're lousy.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">My plan at this point is to let him screw up or barring that, see what he comes up with.</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Paka, post: 1346247, member: 100"] [FONT=Courier New][B]City Police Department Interview Transcript Atlantis Files[/B] [B]Interviewer: [/B] Detective Randolph Bucksby [B]Place: [/B] Eastside Hospital, Nurse's Station [B]Interviewee: [/B] James Lexington [B]R.B. [/B] - Mr. Lexington, please have a seat. Can I get you a coffee? A smoke? [B]James [/B] - He accepts coffee, turns down smokes. [B]R.B. [/B] - How do ya know the corpse in there, Lexington? [B]James [/B] - To be honest he showed up at my dorstep for the first time this evening. Before then I never met him. [B]R.B. [/B] - Oh yeah? I promise I won't make any jokes about the butler doin' it if you tell me every last detail. He came to your door...what then? [B]James [/B] - He came to the door staggering and pale. It must have ben the loss of blood. [B]R.B. [/B] - Wow, you should take up police work. [B]James [/B] - He mumbled somthing, and fell at my door. [B]R.B. [/B] - Mumbled WHAT? [B]James [/B] - I took him in and tried to stop the bleeding, and find out who he was. He had Mr Steel's card so I called him and we agreed to bring him here and meet. [B]R.B. [/B] - And you didn't call an ambulance? You drove him yourself? Why's that? [B]James [/B] - Sorry sir, but I was not sure as to the extent of his wounds. Surely the man must have had some reason to come to me. Otherwise he would have gone to the hospital himself. [B]R.B. [/B] - Right. So, is there much blood at the murder scene? [B]James [/B] - There is a fair amount of blood at my house from his bleeding if you'd care to come look your more than welcome. [B]R.B. [/B] - I would care to look at it. Anybody home now? Anybody who can vouch for your story, there? [B]James [/B] - No sir, not at the moment. But if your patient I can take you there presently. No, at this time I am the only person that resides in the house. [B]R.B. [/B] - We can do this two ways. I can go get a warrant. Or, you can sign a release, allowing me into the house to peek around. Your hcoice...entirely up to you. [B]James [/B] - Mr. Bucksby, I have not intention of impeeding your investigation. You will be more than welcome to come to my house with me and I will show you around. [B]R.B. [/B] - Fair enough, let's skidaddle right now, then. Shall we? [B]James [/B] - If you will permit me a moment to invite Mr Steel and his companion? [B]R.B. [/B] - They friends of yours? [B]James [/B] - Not at the moment, but as I understand Mr. Steel is a detective, and he could be of some service in fining out what this individual wanted. [B]R.B. [/B] - I'll meetcha at your front door in a half hour. [B]James [/B] - You can ride with me if you'd like? [B]R.B. [/B] - I've gotta take my car, detective gear and all that. Meet you there in a half hour? [B]James [/B] - Do you know the way?" [B]R.B. [/B] - I know the Eastside pretty well. [B]James [/B] - Very well, I will see you there. [B]Notes: [/B] I hate to think the Butler did it but something's fishy. He's hidin something and I can feel it in my bones. His former employer died under some mysterious circumstances and this butler is living there while the "estate get's settled." A dead Atlantean lands at his doorstep and he thinks to call Max Steele? No, these two loverbirds were in on something here and when Max makes the loud noise I fully expect him to make, we'll nail him. Nice things about guys like Max is they think they'll make great crooks but they're lousy. My plan at this point is to let him screw up or barring that, see what he comes up with.[/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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