"So I'm sure you know why I called you here today." Assistant PD David Taylor asked in as intimidating a tone as he could manage, but the slender boy in front of him wearing a brown tracksuit and matching brown headband with an animal face on it and a strange green mask simply blinked before sitting down and crossing his legs with a lazy, cat-like grace.
The boy put his hands into his pockets and tilted his head to the side. Then, David heard the slightly accented voice reply to him in an unconcerned tone, which was basically the signature of the boy in front of him.
Regardless of who he was talking to, he didn't seem to care.
"Not at all. Why did you call me here? Are you going to refund me for somebody messing up my things?"
"No."
"Did you discover who messed up my things?"
"Of course not!"
"Are you going to pay me the money that my team earned for winning? I still haven't received it yet."
"No!"
"Then is it-"
THUD!
