The third degree

Bill: The girl told you everything she knew, and she is not in the files. Apparently, John took her for a good prosecution work. But the situation with the other two is not clear. Come, Feather. We need to talk to them.

Task: Go through the attic in night mode.

Ryan is sitting at the monitor as usual. The dummy is dropped on the floor, Matt is not there.

Ryan: What do you want?

Bill pulls out his handcuffs. They swing on his finger like jewelry, and the Ryan's look freezes on them.

Ryan: That's not funny.

Bill: I'm not joking.

The long-haired man returns his old mocking face expression with obvious effort... But his eyes still watch the highlights, shining on steel.

Ryan: And what do you want from me, Mr. Gordon? You rush into my room, threaten me ...

Bill: That's how you talk now.

Ryan gets up, annoyed, turns to the table, fumble in details of mechanisms and tools.

Ryan: Enough. Just say what you have to, and get out!

Bill sits down in the chair.

Bill: Hush, Mr. Force, hush. Believe me, I'm not eager to stay in the same house with a serial killer.

Ryan turns around. His face is a mixture of disbelief, surprise... Joy? No, but it's something close, very close ... The familiar sneer sweeps everything away.

Ryan: And who is it?

Bill: You.

A moment of silence. A chuckle. A laughter.

Ryan: Are you crazy?

Bill: Not at all. You are a suspect in Firestarter's case, he is a notorious serial killer. He hasn't been caught yet. Explain yourself.

Ryan: What am I supposed to prove, that I am not a horse? All right, I am not a horse. And you know it. And if you do not know it, you are an idiot.

Bill: You were neither surprised to see me holding your photo, nor to hear a question about a criminal case. For what did you serve time?

Ryan: For a murder.

Short words fall like stones. Ryan is a killer. He admitted it.

Ryan: Unintentional. It was the excess of self-defense measures.

Bill: Tell me, Ryan.

Ryan: Why call me by name, Mr. Gordon? If you need it, welcome.

Ryan begins to speak. But you have to pass the test.

You completed Bill's task. Your reputation in the Underground has increased by 1. You received some points of freedom and some tokens.

Bill: Good information, Feather. Haven't you heard? The test is over. Here, copy my notes to your diary.