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Jack complied with Abel's request and pulled a chair up so that he could sit outside the interrogation room that Ray had brought Ace into. The questioning was already under way so Abel made sure to give a small knock on the door before he entered.

He still wasn't sure if his bad feeling was nothing or if there was something to be worried about, but having another person watching from the outside made him feel better because there would be someone outside of their investigation to vouch for them if anything did go wrong.

"I apologize for the delay in coming and interrupting the process." He said as he sat down in the chair next to the one that Ray was occupying. He took closed his eyes and took a deep breath for a second so that he could bring his focus back to what was going on.

"It's alright. Ace was just in the process of explaining to me how he met Victoria for the first time and what happened after that." Ray explained, briefly catching his partner up to what was going on.

Ace was still definitely on edge by the way he was holding himself while seating in the chair and by the way his head was tilted down slightly to face his lap so that he didn't have to look at the other two who were in the room.

"You can continue?" Ray encouraged when he stayed quiet for a few seconds longer. The other licked his lips before he continued to recount the events.

"Like I had before. She caught me off guard when I was making one of my last rounds. I saw her when I left the house, but I didn't think much of it and she didn't approach me at that time. I'm not sure why, but it was until a week or so later that confronted me about what she saw." He paused again for a second before he continued.

"I thought for sure that I was going to end up getting in trouble with the police again by the way she approached me that was until she offer me a deal. She said that since she knew my situation already and that I would be put away for longer for this type of crime on top of my already marked record, she said as long as I became her new dealer and gave her some when she asked, she wouldn't tell anyone." he took a deep breath.

"At first she wasn't going to pay for it, as she said I owed her since she was the one who got me the job as her assistant, but then she agreed to pay once I explained that if she didn't we'd both be in big trouble."

"Trouble with who? Can you give us a name?" Abel interrupted.

"Names would help us to better know who to look for." he explained although Ace seemed hesitant to say any names now that he was being recorded. They had to wait for two minutes in silence until he seemed to resolve whatever conflict he had going on in his mind.

"Ethan Brenton. He's the one who set me up and brings me the stock every month and takes what I make except for the five percent that I was promised." Ace replied.

"Not just him though." He continued as he looked up at both of them with a worried look in his eyes.

"He's the person who's immediately over me, but he's not the one who's behind this. I'm not sure what his name is, I've just heard them talk about him before. He's the one who created the blue powder drug that Victoria kept requesting."

"He created it? Can you tell us what it's called?" Ray asked taking note of what the other was saying.

"Blue Blood, Sonic, Deep Blue, it goes by a number of names, those are just some of the ones I've heard floating." Ace replied.

"I'm not exactly sure what it does, but I've heard people say it supposedly helps free their mind and give them energy and the ability to have completely clear thoughts along with being a mood booster. It makes people feel amazing." Ray and Abel exchanged glances as they heard what Ace was saying.

"Did Victoria ever tell you why used it?" Ray asked but he shook his head.

"She didn't say and I never asked because at the time I felt like the less I knew about her reasons for doing it, the less trouble I would end up in if anything came out." Ace replied. He might've been dealing drugs, but he wasn't interested in them beyond the money that they got him.

"Do you think that he could've been behind her death or asked someone to kill her because of something that she did?" Ray then asked.

"I don't think so. I can't think of any reason why she might've crossed or would've even known about him. He doesn't care about who his clients are as long as he getting money for the product that he sells."

"Do you know anything that might be able to help us find this person that you're talking about? A description or maybe a code name that other's refer to him by that might give us a lead? Some place he frequents or an area he lives?" Abel pushed. The information they were getting was helpful, but it wasn't going to be enough if they couldn't get a lead on the person who might be behind everything

"I'm not sure, but maybe Diablo?" Ace replied unsure.

"I can't say if that's him or not, but I have heard that name being used by Ethan before. Not when it has just been us but when he's had to take me along to pick the drugs, he's mentioned that name to some of the other guys there." Ace replied. He looked like he was about to say something else when his face suddenly took on a very rigid expression and posture became stiff.

"Ace, is something wrong?" Ray asked when he noticed the sudden change in the other's behavior, but he got no response in return for his question nor did the other's positions or features change. It hard to tell if he was even able to hear them from the blank look in his eyes. Abel was the first one to stand up and go over to the other side of the able.

"Ace, are you okay?" he asked as he put his hand on the other's shoulder. He was completely stiff almost as though his body had seized.

"Do you hear it?" Prose suddenly asked cutting through his thoughts as he shook Ace again try to get his attention. He stopped almost immediately when Prose contacted him.

It was very faint, but while he couldn't hear any of the thoughts that were going through Ace's head like he normally should've been able to, there was another voice present in his mind. A voice that Abel instantly knew didn't belong to Ace, Prose, or himself.