Post by powermaniac184 on Jul 19, 2011 22:02:01 GMT -5
She saw Tiffany ignore her comments, typical. But when another agent grabbed her arm and forced her to the interrogation room. Her anxiousness died and now Lisa was ready to fight. She snapped back and pushed the man off her arm, "I am not some dog that can be put on a leash and sent back to it's home. I'm the assistant district attorney, touch me again and you'll be fined." Like hell Lisa was going to an interrogation room. The agent didn't move yet again, "Ms. Novak your being questioned for suspicious activity, if you don't head to the interrogation room, you'll be imprisoned in Blackgate for the evening." Lisa used her cold hard stares on the agent who didn't move but was slightly caught off guard. " I have no intention of going to Blackgate, seeing that me running around her was a mistake. I can leave on my own. Tell agent Tiffany that he can question me in my office, with civility." The agent grabbed her arm again, "Your legal authority is cancelled out in FBI checkpoints Ms. Novak, the interrogation won't be long, but it needs to be done" Said the agent again, who was bent on making her go. Lisa thought about it, she didn't want to go to blackgate yet this interrogation was completely unecessary. "Fine, but this is your straw not mine"
Lisa's hair was in a ponytail, when she undid the knot. The red hair flown back down to her shoulders. As the agent escorted her to the warehouse, where the interrogation room was being held. Lisa was quiet yet annoyed at Agetn Tiffany. The sweat pouring down her body and face from the events. Dryness in her throat as she drank her water bottle, the bitterness of interrogations. Lisa could handle one interrogation, she had nothing to hide and nothing to fear at the moment. She didn't committ a crime willingly and she didn't hurt anybody.
Lisa's hair was in a ponytail, when she undid the knot. The red hair flown back down to her shoulders. As the agent escorted her to the warehouse, where the interrogation room was being held. Lisa was quiet yet annoyed at Agetn Tiffany. The sweat pouring down her body and face from the events. Dryness in her throat as she drank her water bottle, the bitterness of interrogations. Lisa could handle one interrogation, she had nothing to hide and nothing to fear at the moment. She didn't committ a crime willingly and she didn't hurt anybody.