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Edited by DesertX963:
7/17/2015 8:00:17 PM
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[b]I ponder to myself....there's no way this guy is Jack. Even though he is rarely seen, why would this guy be terrified. He has several contacts.[/b]
[b]I get up, shut the door, close the left shutters, and I take my suit jacket off.[/b]
"Mr. Rabbit, tell us from the start what's been happening," I say looking out the window where the White City is in plain view.
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"What's been happening...? Well, I... He... Has been stealing some stuff from you guys, which he rarely does, but he did anyways..."
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Edited by DesertX963: 7/17/2015 8:36:55 PM"Judging by your panic, I can infer two things. One- you're not Jack Rabbit. Two-you didn't commit a crime." [b]I press a button underneath my desk that triggers an EMP within the room that disables the microphone planted on the man.[/b] "And Three- he's probably holding someone you care about right now as leverage. Now I have one final question for you Mr. Rabbit-who is "he" ?!?"
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Edited by HickoryHamMike: 7/17/2015 8:50:19 PM"The only thing he's holding hostage that I care about is my life! He'll kill me if he knows I didn't play through! And he... he is Jack Rabbit."
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"Doesn't go through with what. You aren't making any sense....what did he do," I ask. "Why is he in trouble," I ask him.
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"Playing through as [i]him[/i]! If I don't pretend I'm Jack Rabbit, I'm gonna be through worse than jail! And he's in trouble because of smuggling!"
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Edited by DesertX963: 7/17/2015 9:08:49 PM[b]I look back outside the window, then I ask him[/b] "What was he smuggling...military grade tech, weapons? And where could one find Jack Rabbit..."
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"Drugs, weapons... That sort of thing..."
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[b]I look back outside the window[/b] "I'm sorry, I can't help you. I can't prove a guilty man of his innocence, especially when the man is impersonating another criminal." [b]I pat him on the shoulder.[/b] "I'm sorry, I wish I could help anymore but I can't."
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The Jack impersonator looks up at you with teary, helpless eyes. "Well I'm screwed now, aren't I...?" he says wimpishly.
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"You're going to Jack tonight to tell him there's been a complication. Do you understand? Make sure YOU MEET with him tonight, and I can promise your safety," I said firmly.
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"B-but... Well... Okay... I'll do it. But how are you gonna keep me safe?"
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"I won't," I say opening the door for him to leave. "...Trust me," I say.
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"Okay..." the man mumbles as he leaves the room.
