Under Arrest
The officer handcuffed Mr. Sweet, the name he told the officer. The officer then went back to his squad car and ran the man’s information. He typed the name William Sweet, but nothing showed on the screen about this name. The police officer then realized that he was into something much more sinister than a person who has just forgotten his driver license. He arrested the person and took him to the department. From there onwards, things didn’t remain the same.
To The Investigation Room
The officer took the driver to the police department for further investigation who was taken in the investigation room. The senior officer who was given the charge of the case was studying the guy from behind the glass window of the room. He could see that the guy was nervous. He was bitting his fingernails time to time and his legs were shaking due to anxiousness. Who was this guy? But first, the officer wanted to know his real name. But how?
Good Cop, Bad Cop
The senior officer and his partner went inside the room with a bulky file in their hand. Though there was nothing in the file as they had no information about the person, it was to make him more nervous so that he could come clean. They decided to use the old trick of the good cop and bad cop. With a thud sound, one of the officers placed the file on the table. He sat on the table and kept staring at the guy who was just sitting one table away from the officer. “What’s your name?” the officer-in-charge asked.
No Clean Answer
The driver who was captured because of the name he told was a fake was sitting in the investigation room with one officer sitting in front of him and the other one standing at a distance near the door. There was complete silence in the room. The driver was sweating. He could hear his heartbeats that sounded like background music as if something was about to get down. Both the officers were doing a fine job. Though nobody spoke a word, still, the officers could tell what was going on here. But they wanted to hear from the driver.
He Spoke!
Breaking the silence in the room, the driver spoke. “Can I get some water?” the driver said. The officers looked at each other and the officer who was standing near the door went out to get some water. They were hoping to get some information after that, but the officer who went out took his time to make the person more thirsty so that he would confess his identity which could push the investigation to next step.
The Thirst
Both the sides were thirsty. The lawbreaker wanted water and the officers needed some answers. After drinking water he took a pause of relief and said that he isn’t lying. But then the officer said, “we don’t have any information with that name in their database. So either you are lying or the database, since the database doesn’t lie like us humans, it means you are the one who is lying.” William could see that he has been squared from all the corners and there was nothing he could do except stalling. “I want my lawyer!” he said to the officers.