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Echo resists the urge to glance at El Toro for an answer. "You have our word. I think Braincase will find us to be incredibly capable at digging up secrets." She says with a sly wink. "We appreciate your cooperation Mr. Oliver. Are there any other abilities that Braincase possesses that we should know about? Or any other associates you think we may come across in a confrontation with her?"

The more she hears about this Braincase, the less Echo liked her. A thought occurred to her, however, and a feeling of dread began to spread through the young heroine. "Mr. Oliver. Would Braincase have put her cells on your equipment? Your hoverboard, or Slaphot's stick for instance?" she asks, maintaining her composure, but just barely.

Disturbing news indeed. Vitrius would need to think of countermeasures. It was probably too much to hope that the nanobots were silica based, detectable and controllable with his powers

Echo listens intently to Fastball, looking uncomfortable. After he finishes, she nods solemnly. Looking to Annette, she says in a surprising monotone, as if struggling to maintain composure, "I have no further questions. Vitrius, El Toro, feel free to ask what you wish." She walks quickly towards the door. "I need to make a phone call."

She whips out her cell as soon as she gets outside of the interrogation room and dials a number. "Come one, Pat. Pick up, pick up, pick UP!" The was panic in her voice, but she was doing her best not to show it outwardly. She didn't even wait for pleasantries past making sure it was Patrick that picked up.
"Patrick, listen. I need you to stop what you're doing and head to the Vault. Take someone with you, if possible. No, don't argue. I don't care if it is explosive, get to the Vault." She says in a frantic rush, arguing with him about his current work. "I need to to check on exhibits 10-063 and -064. That's Fastball's Hoverboard and Slapshots Hockeystick. They need to have trackers placed on them and be put in quarentine. And I mean like a cellular level quarantine. In fact, put everything in that general vicinity in quarentine as well. After you've done that, check the cameras and see if we've had any visitors within the Vault during the night. I'll be there as soon as I'm finished with the police. Okay. Bye."

"I don't have any further questions, unless you've changed your mind about whether you know what was in the truck?"

Diego shakes his head, "I'm good." He smiles broadly at Fastball, "I'm glad we able to see eye to eye on this, and don't worry, your secret is safe with me."

The lawyer rights something on a piece of paper and stands up. "Excuse me a moment." She walks out of the room and over to Echo. She holds out a business card practically shoves it into the other woman's hand.

"Please call me," she says looking Echo in the eye, it might be her imagination but there is an intensity there that wasn't present in the interview room. "if I can be of any further assistance."

Jones holds the door for Moon and then closes it behind her. The lawyer seems to be wrapping things up with Fastball. "I don't think the other one is going to be as cooperative, but I'd say that was a pretty good conversation. The DA will probably be upset that we agreed to such a short sentence, he's up for election next year, but an unsuccessful robbery isn't going to stay on anyone's radar for long." He pauses to think, "Unless it turns out to be something bigger, but you'll let us know right?"

Diego stops Echo in the hallway before proceeding to where they're holding Blitzer. "Look, you may not agree with my methods, but you can't let these guys walk all over you. You're holding all the cards right? So don't just give Blitzer a sweet deal. You need to frighten him, throw him off balance, don't just let him play the system." He looks back towards the interrogation room, "I lied to Fastball you know. I was never going to sell him out. He didn't know that though, and because he didn't know what I would do, he punched himself in the face. Well.. metaphorically at least."

Echo looks at Captain Richard, putting away the business card, "I left a contingency in my agreement with him. Their short sentence is dependent on their cooperation and good behavior in prison. It's up to the prison what defines good behavior." She tells him.
She listens to Diego, seeming less irritated than before but something was definitely eating at her. "You're right. I don't agree with your methods. I haven't forgotten that they are criminals, but threats can only get you so far. And in a court of law, words have a lot of power, especially ones that are being recorded with several witnesses. I know you don't think it was a real threat, but it could easily be twisted to look like one." She explains, not really expecting him to understand. "And I don't intend to let anyone walk all over me." She gives him a pointed look.

Diego shakes his head, "Reminding someone of the natural consequences of their actions is hardly a threat. Lie down with dogs, you get fleas. Ask your cop friends, nothing I said was illegal in any way. In fact spinning a tale about how a person's criminal connections can come back to bite them is an old police technique to begin with."

Seeing Vitrius he reaches out, hugging him around his shoulders and pulling him close. "Hey V! I've got a plan to get Blitzer to talk, one that won't implicate Fastball at all. Imma need you to back me up on it though, K?"

"I agree with Echo. You threatened to personally set Braincase on him. You were too overt."

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A sarcastic smile crosses Vitrius' face as El Toro makes his proposal

"You make plans? Ok, let's hear it then"

It's a bluff. We tell Blitzer that we don't really need anything from him, and he should expect to be put into supermax for a long time. After all, we already know everything he does. How? You and I, we've been watching him, listening in on every phone call he makes. Oh? And how are we listening in on his phone calls? How? A master of glass manipulation who's teamed up with a master of light manipulation? Wouldn't they be able to tap into the cities fiber optic communications? And we let that sink in. He's an engineer after all. He knows all the city's phones go over fiber optics, he knows you can't tap a fiber optic line, well most people can't. But for you and I, no big deal right? We let him know we heard an interesting conversation between him and Braincase. Dangle just enough of the facts that we do know to convince him he's been made. Boom! We got him where we want him.

"It could work."

Echo crosses her arms, mulling over the plan. There were flaws, but it wasn't terrible. "I'll let you two lead then. Just be careful what you say."

"The plan is flawed. If he thinks we know everything already, what possible motivation would he have to cooperate? And what if he hasn't spoken with Braincase over the phone? He'd instantly know we are lying, giving him the advantage. And I'm pretty sure he has the same lawyer as Fastball, who can and will expose any stories that aren't consistent with that conversation, if she thinks it will protect him. The bones of the plan are fine, but those issues need to be addressed. I think we should also use flattery and insults to get his opinion on Braincase's tech, and its potential weaknesses. He'd have seen it up close, and he might actually have some expertise that would be valuable to us"