《Holmes: the case of dead man's sleep》feb. 15 20xx : Recording 4
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“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?”
“Good evening sir, may I ask you a couple of questions”
“THAT’S MY DESK!!!”
“Wonderful to meet you, acquaintance. Now may you state your name for my record.”
“How about YOU tell me what the hell you’re doing at MY DESK!!!!”
“I’m simply investigating to see if you have anything to do with the death of-”
“GET THE AWAY FROM MY DESK.”
“Your obsession with this desk worries me… sir is there a reason your trying to keep me away from it?”
“YEAH, I want you to stay away from my desk cause IT'S MY DESK! YOUR MONKEY HANDS ARE GOING YOU FUCK UP EVERYTHING!!!”
“Oh, please, if I do mess something up. you can just put it back to normal.”
“Back to normal? BACK TO NORMAL!?!”
“That is unless you’re trying to hide your involvement with Mr. Flout’s death? Am I correct?”
“BACK TO NORMAL?!?!?”
“AM I CORRECT?”
“BACK TO NORMAL?!?!?”
“Yes, you can put your desk back to normal it’s not that hard really.”
“BACK TO NORMAL?!?!?”
“Yes, as I’ve said multiple times before-”
“What's the commotion about?”
“Sir, your… I… He’s been touching MY DESK I SPICIFFICLY SAID-”
“Deep breaths Andy, its all right, take the day off. I’ll have the janitor get it cleaned back up. Just the way you like it.”
”Yeah, yeah, cleaned up.”
“You must be holmes. I apologize for my employee.”
“Actually sir we should be the ones apologizing. We shouldn’t be messing with other people’s stuff.”
”Don’t be ridiculous, it’s his job. to assist people, and your job to look into things. Still, might I request not touching Mr. Mandez’s stuff? I’ll explain in detail in the office.”
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“I’m sorry but that-”
“Shouldn’t be a problem, right holms…”
“It could very well be a problem Watson! *sigh* but very well, I will refrain from going near this desk.”
“There, problem solved, sorry about that Andy, we’ll leave you be now.”
“Thank you.”
“Before we leave where were you on the 13th of february?”
“... working.”
“If you could be more specific-”
“I was at my computer, from 7 to 12, working at the computer. Working on some designs for a project coming up”
“A design for what?
“A new type of music player, its designed to help a person relax after a rough day.”
“Well you certinly need that.”
“Gos- Holmes, don’t say that. I’m so sorry.”
“... it's fine.”
“So you were working at your computor before the crime took place?”
“yes…”
“We’re you listening to music?”
“yes…”
“What song?”
“The temptations, you wouldn’t know them. They’re an oldie band.”
“What song specifically.”
“Law of the land I also had some other oldie songs in the mix.”
“Can anyone confirm this?”
“I can, Mr, holmes, I appreciate your thoroughness but, I can assure you Mr. Mandez has nothing to do with the matter we’re discussing.”
"What makes you so sure?"
“... perhaps we can talk in more detail in the hallways? I’m trying to keep this hush hush, if you will.”
Recording end.
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