Scene 3: NGCPD Super Containment Div.

As promised, Capt. Jones calls Echo back and tells her that the lawyer for Fastball and Blitzer (yes, they share a lawyer) has agreed to meet with you at 10:30, though he does mention only the suspect Terrance Oliver, aka Fastball, actually agreed. The courts always make considerations for crooks who comply with questionings by authorities, as much as Capt. Jones dislikes the policy, it does lead to breaks in other investigations or new leads from time to time.

When you arrive at the holding facility, Jones is there to meet you personally, along side a sharply dressed attractive woman in a black leather skirt and black blouse with a briefcase in her hand. Jones introduces himself and turns to the woman, "Echo, Vitrius, El Toro, this is Miss Annette Moon, Mr. Oliver and Mr. Fuller's attorney." After a quick round of greetings, Jones escorts everyone inside. Passing through security takes a few moments and each of you is subject to a full body scan like they have at airports.

Shortly after that you are lead to a series of conference rooms. Miss Moon speaks to the captain, "I would like five minutes alone with Mr. Oliver before the questioning begins Captain." There is no hint of question in her voice, and her tone is sharp, but Jones agrees. You see Fastball being brought into one of the rooms through a door in the opposite side of you. He wears prison orange and is shackled hand to foot. Moon enters and turns to the window which turns a nearly opaque gray color, only leaving the impression of a shadow where Miss Moon was standing.

"That's for confidentiality from you, in case you can read lips or something. The room is still being monitored by camera, but since Fastball is a tech based crook, there's nothing to worry about. Coffee? He directs you to another room without a door where several comfortable chairs are arranged in small groups. There is a coffee maker and a couple vending machines as well. Capt. Jones takes a cup and pours his own beverage then sits down.

"So, usually when I get calls like yours..." He pauses briefly and blows on his hot coffee, takes a sip, then continues, "...it usually means there's more to the situation than was initially reported. Care to fill me in on what WE know?" He arches an eyebrow looking the three of you over. That "we" is loaded. He seem like he is implying that you should tell him everything, emphasizing that heroes and police are a team. This man conveys a lot with a few simple words and gestures.

Echo gets herself a cup of coffee as well. The caffeine doesn't really do much for her anymore, but she likes the taste regardless.
"Well..." she begins, "We're following up on something the three of us discussed after the incident last night. What we think is that there may have been two separate heists happening at the same time. That there may have been something in that truck that made this more than just a standard robbery. One group had a much more subtle approach to their heist, but broke their cover when Vitrius attempted to stop the truck to get a statement. I also believe that Slapshot, the valiant sloth that he is, was abducted by part of the initial team, to figure out how or what they knew, or why they intervened. We're hoping that these two can point us in the direction of this other group, or in the least figure out what was in that truck so that we might narrow down our options."
Echo finishes her explanation, taking a long draw of coffee while looking at Cpt. Richard for a reaction, both to the case and to her (hopefully) careful drop of the code word.

"You think there was a mastermind that hired the Fanatics, and that Fastball there will roll on him. Wow. Gutsy move. My experience says it's a long shot, but you gotta play the cards you're dealt." Jones says, giving no reaction to the code phrase.

"I made it perfectly clear to your...benefactor...that if I accepted your and Mr. Fuller's case I would be working for you and not him. I'm an officer of the court, I am not a criminal. I have strict rules that I have to abide by. He agreed regardless. He said you two don't know enough to threaten him anyway."

"Yer walking a fine line then sweet-cheeks. Best keep that in mind going forward. Our employer isn't a nice man. The only guarantee I can give you is I won't take the order to kill you if it is given. Can't say the same for Blitzer."

"That is a small comfort. Mr Oliver, thank you." Her tone becomes strained at Fastball's words, but the lawyer seems to relax once she continues. "Out of curiosity, what do you plan to tell them when they come in here?"

"Call me Fastball in private, we're colleagues now, aye? What I say depends a lot on what they know already, what questions they ask and the offer they have. I can't just sell the boss up the river o'course, I'd don't even know who he is really. I only ever spoke in person to Braincase. The boss was always on the phone."

"What about Mr. Fuller? Is there any chance he knows more than you? He seemed insulted he was given a woman for a lawyer."

"Yeah, Blitzer ain't quite right in the head. He's got some real retrograde ideas despite being one of the best robotics engineers in the field today. I can't imagine he'll have much to say one way or the other to be honest, but they can ask.

"Alright, I guess we are ready. I'll let them know to come in.

A few seconds later you see Annette back at the window operating the controls to make it transparent again, then she pops the door open.

Vitrius lets Echo's explanation stand without elaborating, though he winces a bit at the casual use of the code word. He'd need to talk with Echo when they were done. No time for that now though.

Vitrius is all smiles when they enter the interrogation room, and reaches out to shake Fastball's hand

(If Jones tries to come in, Vitrius will explain that they need to talk super to super, and reassures him that they'll share anything they learn)

"That was a good fight, best I've had in a while", Vitrius lies smoothly. "Just bad luck you ended up in here. Honestly I don't know what they're trying to charge you with. No one here gives a shit if you steal from other villains. Anything that makes their life harder is good for us heroes, right?"

Vitrius is trying to put Fastball at ease

"Ha, good one. But I'm part of the club. It's been a few years, and I always wore the mask." His eyes glow a bright blue and you remember a young black hero who could shoot beams of energy. "No, I gotta be in there. None of you are actually police so I have to make sure you don't violate any of the rules. Miss Moon fills the same role really, on the other side of the coin. I'm sure we'll be fine though."

Fastball looks confused.

"I'm sorry...what exactly are you saying? You think my clients were...robbing a different criminal?" asks the lawyer.

Echo takes to one corner of the room as they enter, Vitrius seems to be taking point on this one, and she felt it best if she didn't overstep with him. She groans inwardly, however, at his casual showing of their cards to Fastball and, more importantly, Annette. Maybe she should step in.
"Not necessarily. The three of us aren't here to come in and tell you what happened. No one knows that better than Mr. Oliver and Mr. Fuller." She looks to the two men at the table, "Nice names, by the way. I like them better than Fastball and Blitzer." She tosses aside the comment casually, but makes it plain that she won't be using their villain names. They were people in here, just people.
"I think perhaps we should start with a few details we need to clear up. What was in the armored truck that you and your associates were attempting to get into, Mr. Oliver?" She doesn't move from her seemingly relaxed position in the corner.

Annette opens a notepad and starts to write some notes. She turns her head to Echo and speaks, "My client has no knowledge of the contents of the truck in question and does not admit to trying to get into it."

Vitrius can't help but roll his eyes.

"Like I said, we're not interested in crimes your client did or didn't commit. I'm sure the police have already taken their statement. We're after the ones in the truck that got away. Doesn't it upset you, you being in here when the real bad guys are getting off scott free?"

"Your boss didn't tell you anything about your... legitimate business... with Napalm beforehand? You must have known what you were sent to do? I'm not trying to get you to confess, we want as much info as we can get on the group Napalm is running with as we can get"

My 'legitimate business' at the bank had nothing to do with Napalm. She was an unknown quantity in this. Seems to me though, she wasn't there to for me. She was there for you. Least...that's what I think. Fastball says to Vitrius.

"If my client is going to be of any further assistance, we will need to hear an offer." adds the lawyer.