Apr 01, 2009 19:37
Firstly, I’d like to know how I got here. Very -advanced technology, one too many criminal records, and no official law enforcement teams.
I could list off a few dozencriminals who’d be interested in framing me in a set up like this......
... but it wouldn’t add up. No, I’ve got a feeling there’s something much more complicated going on here. I know I went to bed last night, and I know the punch wasn’t spiked.
[long pause, a deep breath, followed by a sigh]
Word has it that you’re all out to do some good in this city. Word also has it… that vigilante justice is a crime. I’ll tell you what, since there’s no police force here, I’m going to give you the benefit of the doubt. At least until I find out who put me here. I’d like to start taking names. I can’t force you to give them to me, not yet. Also, I will get straight to the point and ask all of you: what are we dealing with here? I’m not going to hold back, or skirt around the problem. If I’m here for a reason, I need to know. Unfortunately, I have a real job elsewhere, and I can’t stay here long.
I’ve got a life... and I don’t deal with kidnapping well. If you’ve got an explanation, spill the beans.
Let’s cut to the chase: Who are you, why am I here, and how did I get here?
Well, I can tell you one thing: this isn’t Miami.
† horatio caine | n/a