"Remle Crowe, murderer." It was a bit of a surprise that the authorities had showed up to arrest Rem. Especially since they had been non existent the past few days. Rem smelled something up immediately. That and he was brought to a facility that was not at all the police's normal head quarters. The man interogatting him did not have any marking on of rank or position either. So if they were the police, they were the least police looking police Rem had ever known.
"Not just a murderer." That was what Trezlan told him to say, the necromancer was back in his head as much as Rem thought it probably wasn't a great idea for someone who admits they had been in prison for centuries to give him legal advice, he figured he was screwed might as well have fun with it.
"Feel free to confess to other crimes Mr. Crowe you're in a world of trouble." The man doing the interview was bald, he also appeared to be devoid of any facial hair. Which is something Trezlan pointed out immediately. Rem started to doubt how useful Trezlan's experience would be with that observation.
"Well first off I want my lawyer, and secondly there is no second." This comment warranted a strike from the bald man, and Rem had even more evidence he wasn't in actual police custody. Trezlan concurred.
"I'll leave you time to consider your situation Mr. Crowe." The bald man left and Rem leaned back in his chair.
"I think that went well." Trezlan was cheery considering he wasn't facing what Rem was facing.
"Oh yeah I'm locked up again, and I got hit again, this is great for me."
"Calm down Rem, this is different because we know something about these guys."
"We do?"
"Yeah they want something for you, they are letting you sit not threatenting to kill you, that's a step up."
"I'm thrilled Trezlan."
"You should be." Rem was not in fact thrilled, but he at least had Trezlan to rely on, until he didn't as the necromancer seemed to come and go as he wanted not as Rem needed. In a way it reminded Rem of a lot of women in his life.
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