The Head of the Investigation Builds

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Malak wasn’t entirely sure what sixth sense caused him to grab the kitchen knife from the counter and gently lean his shoulder against the door frame. He could have sworn he saw someone, something move. Maybe it was just Grey. Maybe it was Sven…
But if it wasn’t…
His hand reached out and carefully cracked the door open to see if anyone was there.
@hubwalker1
Jan 22, 2021
Beatrice’s hand pauses. “Ah.” She says before slowly pulling it back. “Hello Malak, I was hoping I could speak to you about something that’s occured on Haligan. Your son Farris sent me this way.”
Jan 22, 2021
“Farris.” Malak breathed, and quietly set the knife aside, although he kept the door mostly closed. “I haven’t heard from him in ages. Is he well?”
Jan 22, 2021
She nods. “Indeed. He seems to be working hard but other than that he seems fine.” The assassin replied. “I’d prefer to have this conversation with you, rather than your door Malak. Can you please open up.”
Jan 22, 2021
“Uh…” Malak hesitated, and then he seemed to remember something about himself, and opened the door crisply. “Yes.” He said, his composure now set. “Please come in.” 
He led her inside to the living room. Beatrice’s eyes were sharp though, and she saw the small, scrubbed stain on the floor boards. Malak turned to face her as he welcomed her to a seat across from him. “You said this was about a happening on the island? I’ve heard of several.” 
Jan 22, 2021
Beatrice was in fu brotherhood attire as she stepped through. She quirked her brow at this. “Oh really? What have you heard?” She asks.
Jan 22, 2021
Malak’s eyes narrowed a little, he had expected an inquiry of particulars, not an open ended question. The dress of this individual wasn’t anything like he had seen other rebels in.
“All the changes in light of Central’s fall. An attack against Whiteland. Even rumored sightings of…” He worked his jaw a second. “…of the relatives of old war heroes showing up…You told me you had a question about one of those, or at least one I haven’t mentioned.” 
Jan 23, 2021
“Whiteland specifically.” She says. “He was shot with Dixie’s pistol that mysteriously vanished before he left to fight a herd of dragons. I’m looking into who would have had the capability to do it.”
Jan 24, 2021
“Well I’m the wrong person to ask.” Malak huffed. 
Dishes sat on the table in the other room. Chairs set up to accommodate a house of two residents.
But the house around them was quiet. Too quiet. 
“I’ve just been here, and for obvious reasons I don’t really spend a lot of time near Darien.”  
Jan 24, 2021
“No but perhaps you could help me find out who got the gun.” She said. She pulls a sheet of paper with the people who stayed and checked out the day Dixie lost his pistol. “Do you recognize any of these names?”
Jan 24, 2021
One of Malak’s legs reached over to take the paper, and he scrutinized it. “Well my son Farris is listed here. But he works in that area for Dixie.” He passed the letter back. “Listen. I don’t know anything about this. I barely leave this house. So unless there’s something else….”
Beatrice, at slight turn of head. Noticed that there was only one set of boots and coat by the door…
Jan 24, 2021
She pauses for a second. Farris mentioned that his brother lived here with their Father. She slowly turned back to the Half-Breed. “Where’s Oppie?” She asks.
Jan 24, 2021
“Resting.” Malak said, with a bit of a bite to the words. “He just recently decided to live in a house instead of an abandoned Central prison. So I’m trying to let him get readjusted.” 
Jan 24, 2021
“How recently?” She asks, her hands resting on her belt.
Jan 24, 2021
“What business is it of yours?” Malak’s tone had taken one of far more impatience than he had initially shown. “Several months at this point maybe?” His eyes narrowed.
Jan 24, 2021
She wasn’t intimidated by him. She had killed people bigger and more dangerous than him. “Take any trips recently?” She asked.
Jan 24, 2021
“No.” Malak said evenly. “But I’m starting to have my doubts about you…I don’t know you…no one told me you were coming…and by rights no one should be here alone.” His fingers dug into the char arms. “I’d like you to leave.” 
Jan 24, 2021
"I'd like to speak to Oppie." She says not dissuaded by his rough demeanor.
“Then come back sometime later with the Chief.” Malak said. “Now get out.” 
@hubwalker1
Jan 24, 2021
“He’s not even here… Is he? He’s the one who took the shot at Darien, that’s why there’s only one pairs of shoes in the hallway, and that’s why you want me to leave isn’t it, Malak.”
Jan 24, 2021
“My son…” Malak ground out. “Spent a decade of his life under the boot of one of the most horrendous individuals on this continent. And if you think I’m going to let some stranger interrogate him while he’s just starting to recover, then you’re insane.” He got up, and moved away from her. “Get out of this place.”
Jan 24, 2021
“You’re deflecting.” She said firmly. “Where is Oppie.” She demands.
Jan 24, 2021
“He’s resting. ” The man vehemently affirmed. “But you’re not getting anywhere near him. I nearly lost him once and I won’t do it again.”
Jan 24, 2021
“We’ll see about that.” With that she fades into the shadows.
Jan 25, 2021
Malak pressed his lips together as his hands clench and unclenched. And then he bolted from the house, slammed the door behind him, and tore off to get to the main town.
Jan 25, 2021
Of course she had not actually left the house. She’d been hoping for this reaction. She climbed up to the roof and watched him run into town. If she needed to follow him to see where he ended up she would. Afterwards she would toss the house looking for clues.
Jan 25, 2021
If it wasn’t already clear that Opie was not present in the house before, it certainly became so after a quick sweep of the area. The scrubbed stain on the floor from before was indeed small, but never the less, Beatrice recognized that it was likely blood. Aside from that, there was little to take note of. 
As for Malak, his original course did not waver as he ran into the main town, and made no attempt to hide his urgent pace from the bystanders he passed. 
Jan 25, 2021
Beatrice investigated the bloodstain. Wondering where it had come from.