
With slow and careful steps. Carlos carried the grill with both hands, stepped through the side door, and headed towards the back garden of the house. There were two men who were seen arranging tables and wooden chairs. The two men are Flix and James.
"Carlos, come! Just put the grill near the table," said James, finished arranging some wooden chairs there.
"Hows it? Is it heavy for you?" cetus asked Siska's voice, walking with both hands full of cooking utensils. He walked over to Carlos, after the man had placed the object not far from the table.
"Not really," replied Carlos, shaking his waist, and breathing heavily after lifting weights. Looking at Carlos' somewhat exhausted expression, Flix and James chuckled.
"Sit down and rest for a moment, our work is just to prepare the dish, really." Siska spoke to Carlos, putting some cookware on the table.
Siska's attitude is so friendly, even so is the attitude shown by Flix and James. The atmosphere created was truly peaceful, such is what Carlos can now feel. The three people who were with him seemed to really accept his existence, even being friendly to him.
Carlos seemed to enjoy the family atmosphere that he could feel there. It turned out that reality was inversely proportional to what he had thought before. They seem to be very receptive to his presence there.
"Can I help you again?"
James chuckled, smiling kindly, replying, "it looks like you're so excited, huh?"
"If that's the case, come here, Carlos! I need to prepare the decoration" said Flix, shouting a little, standing at the end of the gazebo with both hands raised a cardboard box with some decorative lights.
Putting on an enthusiastic expression, Carlos climbed up from his wooden chair, stepping excitedly towards Flix there. "Good!" yells. The atmosphere within Carlos was very different from his when he first came to the residence.
***
Federal Prisons. In a horrible place, a place where many dangerous inmates served their sentences. Prawira, along with a select few fellow tactical officers, conducted an interrogation of a man who has now been branded a traitor by everyone. The man is Boni Jackson, a former mayor who is now being held in Federal Prison.
In a very private interrogation room. Prawira recorded every description submitted by Boni who sat in a wooden chair in detail. Along Boni answered every question that floated on her. Prawira is accompanied by a man who seems to be an expert in psychology.
Each Boni Jackson finished giving information on the purpose and reason for doing actions and decisions that are very dangerous for many lives. Prawira turned her head, glanced at the psychologist standing beside her, and saw the man's response through a nod or a bobble of his head.
The examination lasted for a long time, more than three hours, filled with dialogue between questions and answers. These questions are about the reasons, goals, intentions, and ambitions that Boni Jackson has. Prawira received many explanations, explanations, and answers to all of it from Boni directly.
Prawira nodded slowly, saying, "thank you for the presence, it's quite helpful to us." Shake hands with the man.
After the examination of the evidence. Prawira rushes out, exits the building, heads to the Federal lobby, and heads to his car parked in the front yard. The data on all the information given by Boni Jackson is now in his hands. But that alone is not enough, because to bring the puppeteers behind the chaos of the past few days onto the green table is not enough.
Based on existing procedures, the examination of each suspect should be carried out more than twice, and periodically. Examination of any evidence for the demands, as well as examination of the evidence of each suspect.
In addition to Boni Jackson, Prawira has also received the results of examinations conducted against Tokyo El Claunius and Kibo Gates Hadi. Now the last is to conduct an investigation on a suspect named Farres El Claunius. Prawira had scheduled to do the check the next day.
"I've received the first data, it's in my hands."
"He delivered all his captions straightforwardly, a flat expression, a slightly blank look. Based on the expert we have, he doesn't keep lies to his testimony. But I still doubt."
Prawira is seen talking, with a mobile phone stuck to her left ear. He was in the car, in the steering wheel. But the car was still in the middle of the parking lot. He is still talking about some things about the examination he just did to former mayor Boni Jackson.
"Well, we do it according to the procedure, by checking more than twice" said the man behind the phone, who turns out to be Garwig Gates.
"OK, just calm down. I've set the schedule" said Prawira, before ending the call.
Shortly before the call ended. Garwig warned Prawira, saying, "be careful ...! In the second examination will be present lawyers from the suspect's side, so do not let them carry out manipulation in there!" said the man, very seriously.
Prawira was silent after the call ended, and still thought about Garwig's warning at the end of her phone. Such a thing is indeed true, and it is most likely already common in cases like this. Especially if the cases have been raised on the green table, and handed the decision to the judge.
"I hope the death penalty will be handed down to the three of them," muttered Prawira, leaning back for a moment, and sighing heavily while combing her black hair with fingers.
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Seriate.