Newport Hospital, Delmar City Underground
On the second floor in the third wing at Newport hospital was Leon Keller he was walking down the hallway towards room 2-53 the same room housing his cases only survivor and current suspect Desmond Gillies.
Remembering what he read in the file he was given Leon started to repeat the info to himself in preparation for the questions he was going to ask
Name: Desmond Gillies
Date of Birth: N/A - suspected age between 60-80
Sex: male
Height: 5'10''
Race: Human
Parents: N/A
Siblings: N/A
Eye color: Brown
Hair color: Gray
"The info shows that he is an orphan left here by his parents when he was a child. Also, he is suspected to be a descendant from the Loran Isles which makes him descended from the ancient Romans making him a red blood like me if it's true". Leon didn't take any of that info to heart he only remembered what was relevant.
Walking further down the hallway he spotted a room at the end of the hallway that had two officers guarding it. He showed both of them his badge before entering, the two officers keeping watch already knew Leon so they just let him pass and from the looks of the two of them they were ready to let anyone pass if it meant saving themselves.
Leon wasn't surprised anything having to do with Secret Visage is like playing with a lit stick of TNT and expecting not to blow up. Entering the room Leon saw an old looking man dressed in a plain white garb the hospital makes all there patients. The man was cuffed to the bed's railing as he looked out the window.
He kept looking out the window taking in the beautiful sight in front him it was the bustling view of the underground shining brightly as it always does in the middle of the dark. Brought to life by the roars from engines as cars went flying by and the beat made from hooves striking the paved road as they drag a carriage filled with people too lazy to walk or those too drunk from wine inside to move. With hoards of people carrying on there day both young and old, beast and man mingling together in harmony.
Leon saw this and kind of wanted to let him look out the window a little while longer but he had a job to do "Excuse me Mr.Gillies my name is Leon Keller I'm a detective with the DCPD I'm here to ask you a few questions about what happened at Vincent Marino's place were we found you locked in a cell and stabbed in the gut with a throwing knife".
Leon took out his badge again then showed it to Desmond he than took out a strange looking bell which he placed on the table next to Desmond. Leon also took out a pin and a small notebook he kept in his pocket to jot down notes.
Desmond was still looking out the window for a few more seconds until he slowly turned around to face Leon. "Mr.Keller if it was not for the quick response of the brave man and woman that protect this city I may not be alive today. I might have been stuck there for 2 days but when I think about how such a place could have been my grave 2 days with a knife in my gut is nothing. So please ask any questions you wish I will answer to the best of my ability" Desmond had a lively smile on his faced as he bared his gums at the detective.
"That's nice to hear, but please just call me Leon I hate having to go through any kind of honorifics and stuff like that".
Desmond had no problem with that since he hated doing that too, in response to Leon Desmond just nodded to him in agreement.
"Great, now before we start I must inform you the bell I placed on the table works as a lie detector normally we would not do this but since this case has possible ties to some very special people we are given special permission and can bypass some red tape. Passing the lie detector will not help you in any way but failure will force me to formally detain you until we get everything sorted out. Do you understand everything that I have said to you if not I can go through it again or I can get someone else"?
Desmond looked at the small bell on the table than at detective Leon with a smile "I understand completely ask me anything away".
"All right then" Leon started off asking Desmond a bunch of basic questions like is your name Desmond Gillies, were where you born, where do you live and other things like that the bell didn't ring once the entire time.
"you're doing excellent now tell me how did you end up in a cell under Vincent Marino's base" Leon looked right at Desmond as he waited for a reply.
"I owed Vincent Marino money it wasn't me who accumulated the debt though it was a boy I called my son his name was Ingram. Ingram joined Vincent's gang without my knowledge eventually he got addicted to pixie dust and skooma.
His addiction got so bad he ended up stealing and selling stuff from Vincent Marino. It took a while for me to find out what happened when I did I begged Vincent to let me take on Ingram debt. The amount of money he wanted was so much I couldn't make that much no matter how hard I tried.
Even when I went to clover forest to hunt all I met was failure so on the deadline I sold myself to Vincent In exchange for Ingram freedom Vincent excepted my offer. He said he was going to use me to ferment some drug inside my body then I was thrown in a cell.
He was a foolish kid I took care of him when he had nowhere else to go but I loved him nonetheless do you know what happened to him?. I was unconscious when they brought me here".
Leon had a sympathetic look on his face as he told Desmond "Ingram was found dead in a cell shot in the head with his hands and feet bound his body along with 8 others were burnt up by a spell called firestorm".
Desmond's eyes became watery as he looked like he was on the verge of crying while his whole body shivered "I knew it I just didn't want to believe it all those gunshots and screams I remember hearing it all".
Leon looked intrigued "I know this is hard on you but tell me what you know"
Desmond looked at detective Leon with tears streaming down his eyes as he replied with one word "ok".
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