Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20180701181322/@comment-24736819-20180721160346

Gérard raised an eyebrow, surprised.

"Yes, I can see that this information is very important to you and your distorted sense of honor.", the short man kept smiling, "But all in due time. First you'll tell me what happened to the man that was sent to arrange a deal with you."

After a few seconds of silence, the frenchman shrugged, "You know what happened to him."

"Yes, mr. Gérard, we know that you killed him but my question is: why?", Mr. Black replied, impatiently.

"That is simple. I can tell when someone is hiding something from me in my arrangements. Your employee acted nervous and was trying to hurry the exchange, which could only mean one thing.", Gerry explained, "So, I captured him, took him to a safe place with the intent of questioning him, but things didn't go as planned and he pulled a gun on me, shot me which led me to shoot him back."

"I see... You say he seemed in a hurry to make the exchange?", the small man asked in a tone which sounded as if something in Gérard's story didn't quite fit.

"Indeed.", the frenchman replied.

Suddenly the group began to hear the sound of a car coming their way. Gerry immediately went for his concealed weapon, but sighed once he realized the car belonged to the men who were left behind to clean the scene.

"Everything alright?", Mr. Black asked to his men, who simply nodded, "Good."

The short man nodded to the man who had accompanied him from the start and the man promptly headed towards the elevator, disappearing much like the medical crew.

"We'll look into it, Mr. Gérard, thank you for your candor.", the leader of the well dressed men said, "The reason the cops went after your car was because they got the information that Harry Trembley was inside that vehicle back in Ottawa when the bomb exploded. A civilian woman gave them the information, she saw him getting inside the car."

Gérard frowned for a few seconds, taking his mind back to that fateful day and suddenly realization came upon him, "Merde!"