Death Note Fan Fiction ❯ Agent 003 ❯ Mission five: Trip ( Chapter 5 )

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Mission five: Trip

The flight to L.A with Mello was surprisingly quiet despite Mello's snap at the flight attendant for not moving fast enough when he asked for some water. Matt didn't blame him they were both on edge during th flight when the word had come that Near and Rebecca had already been in to see Adams. The bodyguard of the dead supermodel seemed to be exerting his right not to talk without an attorney and Matt feared how angry Mello would get if the man didn't just open his mouth and speak. It didn't take much if he was actually innocent and didn't kill the girl, what could he possibly be hiding.Well they were about to find out.

Matt parked the car lighting his fourth cigarette of the day which was pretty good judging that he couldn't smoke on the plane. That was another reason he was on edge twitching was coming more that normal but it should cease after he fed his addiction or at least he hoped it would. Last time it took a while, maybe he should convince
Mello to stay in L.A for a while just so he could continue to smoke without problems. It was selfish yeah but so was the way Mello didn't give a damn about things that belonged to him. Upon stopping the blond sprinted out of the door slamming it behind himself causing the rest of the car to shake upon his absence. He sighed taking his dear sweet time to follow the blond just in case the brash man was about to get arrested for assaulting a police officer.

The main hall of the station was filled with what looked like petty criminals, prostitutes picked up for soliciting, a few DUI members handcuffed to the chair they sat on still sobering up and a bum or two just lazing around asking the passing cops for spare change. Matt had never seen a place like this and frankly it made him severely uncomfortable.

He headed for the main desk Mello no where in sight as the brown haired receptionist glanced up from her clipboard. She had an abnormally dead pan voice which reminded him of the hotel room with that Near kid. He smiled sheepishly as she spun in her chair calling something he couldn't understand to the groups of huddled police officers. He wasn't used to the talk in L.A, he was a good old fashioned Great Britain boy or at least that's what he liked to think of himself. She turned back around a smile back on her face now.

"You gonna make him talk?" She asked placing the clipboard down in front of her. "That's what the blond guy said. He said you guys worked for L, someone called in and said you were on your way." She seemed legitimately interested as his goggle gaze drifted to the group of policemen again crowded against what looked like the outside of a interrogation room. "Don't mind them they just want to see what's going on. They've been interested ever since the chief was called and told to give you guys full reign on the investigation."

He nodded slowly pointing to the group. "Is the blond guy in there? I really should be going if he is." It wasn't that he wanted to see Mello or that he really wanted answers for the case it was just that the woman was giving him odd looks. She had first started when she looked up and now it was just becoming more seductive. She nodded slowly biting her bottom lip as he formed a sheepish smile scurrying off towards the door to the interrogation room.

He passed by the group that had assembled, many of them talking quietly with one and another. It seemed like this was the most action they had ever seen, two weird guys talking to what seemed like a murderer. He really expected more out of L.A but it didn't matter. He pushed the door open peering inside finding Mello filing his nails leaning back on the semi comfortable chair, Adams, the bodyguard looking like a trapped gorilla about to attack. He wasn't sure if Mello had done anything yet but the blond seemed so relaxed now maybe it was just the intimidation he was going for. Judging by Adams face Mello was getting what he wanted.

The blond stood, feline form slinking over to Matt flashing a smile. "I thought I was going to have to start without you. I waited because I didn't think you'd be able to catch up once I started in." He snapped in a condescending tone before turning back to Adams. He flashed another smile, this one poisonous as he strolled forward, "For the next few hours I'm going to be your worse enemy if you don't give me what I want and that red head over there is the only thing keeping me from-"

"Mello don't threaten him." Matt growled shoving the blond from leaning on the unoccupied chair. It was the only other chair in the room that wasn't occupied and he damn sure wasn't going to tell that gorilla to get up so he could play his PSP in peace. "He knows what we're here for just get to asking him okay?"

He nodded looking as if Matt had knocked him off his perch. He quickly recovered hoisting himself on top of the table. "Now that we've gotten the good guy, bad guy thing down did you kill her?" He asked as the mans eyes widened.

Adams was a large man, simply put he was bigger than both Matt and Mello combined. His body composed of more muscles that the average body builder the only thing keeping him from ripping both Matt and Mello apart was two pairs of handcuffs. It wasn't very reassuring but then again Matt didn't have to do much if the man attacked, all he had to do was out run Mello. The blond talked big, he should be able to back it up. They didn't have enough connecting them for Matt to feel obligated to take a punch for him. He wasn't bruising his face that was for sure.

He shook his head, "Someone broke in and killed her. I'm going to tell you the same thing I've told everyone else I didn't kill her. She told me she was going to shower, I let her go. That was personal so I stayed downstairs, when I went up to check on her she was dead strangled with the pantyhose and the person had escaped through the window." He mumbled dark eyes drifting over to Matt who didn't seem to be paying attention.

Mello shook his head. "No. I've seen the scene. I'm going to tell you what happened. You two came home, she had been interested in you but it's not good to 'interact' with the subject. I know, but one thing led to another and however long it was it was filled with sex. Afterwards you got dressed and she said she was going to shower so you went back downstairs. When you returned she was laying on the floor dead. Fearful that it had been the rough sex that killed her you made the bed, ransacking the room and tying the pantyhose around her neck to make it look like a murder break in. The last thing you did was break the glass." He smirked pulling a chocolate bar from out of his pocket. "Is that right?"

Adams eyes were wide and fearful but he shook his head slowly. "No. You don't have proof."

"There's plenty of proof. She had been dead for nearly an hour, the ten minute interval you claimed you had to check on her in just doesn't fit. The glass was broken from the inside. The bed had been remade, I must say there's no way I can prove that you were the one the remade it but you had the time. You even attempted to steal her ruby ring off her finger only to find that her body had locked in that position and you couldn't get it off." He leaned forward, "Now. Tell me I'm right."

Matt shifted in his seat looking up and pausing his game. "Look we're not the cops. We're not here to judge you, hell, I don't even have religion other than I obey the code of Mario. We don't think you did it and we're trying to clear your damn name, just tell us what happened in your own words." He ignored Mello's look. "Just speak up, we know you didn't do it. She died of natural causes, yeah, we know but we need something to back it up."

Adams shifted a bit nodding. "I'll tell you what I told the freaky white haired boy and the chick. We came home from the shoot, my wife hadn't bee giving me any and I was frustrated. She could tell, I tried to tell her that she was too young and stuff but like you said one thing led to another. I didn't think it was reasonably rough sex but it might have been. She seemed a bit off afterwards but said she was going to shower. I went downstairs told the cook to start cooking her dinner no surprise there. When I came back she was dead on the floor. I thought I did it, I didn't know so I went into the bathroom and grabbed a towel. I used the towel to break the window. I fucked up and the glass ended up outside so I had to fix it. Then I started taking things from the room and hid them in a tiny storage area that I knew the police wouldn't find and the I tied the pantyhose around her neck. I didn't kill Miss Rowe, she was a sweet girl." He leaned his head into his hand mumbling something. "I swear it wasn't me. I just didn't know what I could say. I've seen the shows on t.v I couldn't have told those fucks out there I didn't kill her." He sighed rubbing his temples, "They said I raped her. It was consensual. I didn't know it would fuck me up this bad."

Matt nodded. "I believe you. Now that's the story we were looking for. That's the story that's going to clear your name because you didn't kill her. We can prove that now. It's substantial evidence but evidence none the less." He stood turning off his game yawning. "Mello I think that's all we needed right?"

The blond nodded jumping off the table grudgingly. "Yeah, yeah, we can go now." He frowned striding for the door without looking back.

Matt sighed following, he wasn't sure how long it was going to take to clear the mans name but he was going to make sure Adams didn't go to prison for a crime he didn't commit. At least if he had something to do with it but then again he needed to brush up on his American Judicial system because from what he heard in Great Britain it was composed of fail. You were guilty until proven innocent.

"Hey Mell?" He asked rounded the corner ignoring the looks of the confused policemen. The blond grunted, "Do you think he's going to go to jail for a crime that he didn't do?" He asked gently as Mello shoved him forward out the sliding automatic doors.

The blond shrugged uncaringly. "Don't know, don't give a damn I got what I needed." He slid into the passengers seat. "We should get a hotel room for the night and head back in the morning." He mumbled. Mello was always plotting ahead for them.

He shrugged as long as he could play his game and smoke he didn't care if they strolled around town naked. He'd be in his comfort zone more or less. He started the car best to find a room before it got dark.

[Finally back on the case the next chapter will feature something I'm not sure yet. Most likely interaction again. Could you tell me if I should be more on their interaction or more on the case 'cause I get off subject easily. As for The chapter after that Matt's mysterious girlfriend will make an appearance. About time.]