Side Story (James Carter)

"Mr, Carter, glad to see you again." Said a man in a black formal suit coming toward a man sitting on a chair, hands on the iron table with a another vacant chair opposite to him. The man was handcuffed. The man in black suit came and sat on the vacant chair before he put the file that was in his hands on the table. He was chewing gum.

They were in a room that was almost dark if not for the only light coming from a lamp on the table.

The man that was named Carter had a long black hair and black eyes, he had a beard that wasn't long at all, but it was at least neat.

"How many times have we met?" Mr. Carter asked.

"This...would be the fifth time we meet and I will be glad to meet again and again until you speak what we need." The man in black suit said as he chewed his gum, he seemed relaxed and not tense unlike the man in front of him who was looking around the room from time to time.

"I told you many times that I don't know anything,"

"This is just a lie Mr. Carter and you know this as well, we just need to know the name. Just tell the name and you will be free otherwise...you will stay longer with us here."

Slam!

Mr. Carter slammed the iron table as stood up and neared his face a little toward the man in black suit who thought that he was about to say what he needed to know so he also did the same with his ear near the face.

Then Mr. Carter whispered "I don't know any fucking name you are talking about." Then sat down in his chair again.

"You think this is funny?" The man in black suit said as his face became annoyed at the man in front of him that kept saying that he doesn't know the name.

"If you think so, then it is. At least for me." The man said with sarcasm making the man in black suit angry.

"If you don't spit out the name right now, you won't be set free, you hear me Mr. James Carter!" His voice was loud filled with threats making James Carter unhappy with that.

"AND I.FUCKING.TOLD.YOU THAT I DON'T KNOW THE FUCKING NAME!"

SLAM!

"This is just a lie."

"How could you be sure it's a lie?!"

"Because we saw you at the scene of the crime, we saw you as clear as a day that's why—"

"BUT THIS IS NOT A PROOF!" James Carter was getting more angry with every second passed.

"No, it's enough proof, you were the only one who knows the victim and his friends very well and the suspects are his friends in this case and there is only one of them that we don't know his name and only you can lead is to him, he is the most suspicious person in this whole case."

"Wha....what? Victim? Friends? What are you talking about?!"

Hearing this, the man in black felt like a headache was starting to spread in his head. He rubbed his forehead for few seconds before standing up and took the file on the table in his hand before looking down at the James Carter and said "I know very well that you know the name and I won't give up until you give it to me. Until then, you will stay here." With that, he walked out of the room before the person standing outside closed the door.

"Fucking nuts. Why ask me if you could use the power of the police to get the name. This is unreasonable." James said while looking at the door with contempt. He didn't like this guy.

Since he first came here for a reason he didn't know, and he was asked questions about his identity and some basic information about himself before being brought to this room and was interrogated. He was told to say the name of a person he didn't know or see in his whole life. This whole situation was like a bullshit to him. Nothing to believe.

No matter how hard he tried to tell them, they won't believe him and insist that he knows the name very well.

"I just don't know what's going on anymore." James muttered as he looked down at his cuffed hands. A trace of sadness and helplessness flashed in his eyes and adorned his face.

Some days ago he was celebrating his daughter's birthday in his house before some people came and told him to come with them. Of course James didn't agree immediately and looked at them with suspicious eyes before one of them took out his ID and showed it to him revealing that he was someone from the police, and as James didn't know why they wanted him to come with them, he had to agree or else, they would use force to take him. He knew that very well.

He just told them that he will come after his daughter's birthday is finished and they agreed to his request and excused themselves before going back to a car parked at the other side of the road in front of the house and James noted that.

After that, he went back inside as he closed the door and his wife asked him if there was someone on the door, but he said "It's just the wrong address, anyway, let's party guys and congratulate our little princess on becoming 14 today!"

They cheered before they began celebrating. James looked at his daughter's joyful and happy face, and his wife happy smiles that made her look so beautiful in his eyes, those two were the world to him and he wanted to cherish them forever.

And as if feeling something off, his wife came to him and said in a small voice "Dear, is something wrong?" Her voice was filled with worry and concern for him, making him happy and feel lucky to have this beautiful woman as his wife.

He kissed her lips before he said "Nothing, just feeling grateful and lucky for having you as my wife, my beautiful lady~" His voice contained a lot of love and affection for her as he circled his arm around her slim soft waist making the woman smile happily and hug him as she rested her head on his chest while they both looked at their daughter's happy laughter with the other children.

This was the life that he wished for and got it, but it seems life has different arrangements for him.

Once everything was finished, he told his wife that his boss at work called him and requested his immediate attendance and he couldn't refuse making her look at him helplessly as she wanted him to spend the night with her and love each other again, but alas, his work is calling for him.

He kissed both his wife and daughter before going out and walked to the car that was on the opposite side of the road in front of his house and got inside before the driver drove the car.

At some point, they blinded him by something black making him unable to see anything, but James didn't resist and could only stay obediently in his place.

And that led us to here, where they interrogated him and told him to say the name of a person he didn't know or meet before. saying things like victim and friends made him doubt the whole situation.

Maybe they were investigating a murder case and they just caught him because he look like the person they claim that it was him on the scene and know the victim and his friends well?

This is so complicated and now he won't get out of here no matter what he did, they won't believe him.

Just.....what's wrong?

Time passed and James doesn't know how much has passed as he was in a room with no windows or anything to tell him the time.

Suddenly, a person came inside and sat on the vacant chair opposite to James. It was a different man this time, although he wore a black formal suit like the previous one.

There was file in his hands that he opened and began to read what was inside for James to hear.

"James Arson Carter, 39 years old, a HR manager in SKD company. Have one wife and one daughter, living in a middle class house in Chicago... that's pretty good, right James?"

"Just...what do you want, from me?" He was desperate.

The man closed the file and put it aside before looking at James.

"Look, Mr. James, we only need one information, one critical information that may lead us to our prime suspect in this case and you are the only one who have it." The man's voice wasn't so loud or so low, his tone was empty of any threats or anything that may make James uncomfortable or angry. He was so calm.

"I said it many times guys, I don't know what are you talking about? I don't know what victim or what friends you previously mentioned, I just don't know anything. And if you suspect me that I'm lying then you may try that device, I'm sure it would be better for both of us."

The man looked at James quietly for some time, he was looking at his eyes or anything that may raise suspicion but he didn't find any making him want to believe James' words.

But if he wanted to make sure, then bringing that device may make everything clear and make the job easier. Because if what James said was true and he truly didn't know anything, then they had caught the wrong person, although the chance may be little.

But when he was about to stand up, suddenly James clutched his head and began to groan in pain. Although handcuffed, but the cuffs didn't make him feel uncomfortable and were enough for him do some things. Giving him at least some freedom.

"Ugh! Ahhhhh! Shit not again!"

"Mr. James, are you okay?"

"Fuck! Do I look okay to you?!!!"

"Then it means no."

The man said before he hurriedly walked to James' side and inspected if there was anything wrong with his body but he didn't find anything, he then looked at James' head that he was clutching.

"Did that happen to you before?"

"Yes, but not with such intensity, I feel like my head is going to explode and that fucking sound again!" James was screaming and shouting at this point.

"What sound!"

"The buzzing sound! The fucking damn SOUND!"

Suddenly the door opened and some people walked inside hurriedly before the man in black suit said "Take him to the hospital, right now!"

The men nodded and took James quickly and hurried outside.

The man in black suit stood in his place with his hands on his waist, feeling unnatural.

"Just what was that?!"

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A/N: This is a side story different from Austin's story but happened in his world some years ago, before his world merged.

It was something to change the mood a little, so tell me if you want me to continue writing these side stories from time to time or not.