<span style="font-family:Cairo">Although he kept his perception to himself, buried internally, Tony could feel an almost instant shift in the atmosphere around him when he returned with the water and he contemplated the feeling as he took a sip from his own glass. It wasn’t at all odd that he stopped and set his glass down long before Amadan finished downing his drink. In all reality, Tony was only just beginning to understand how long Amadan had been there and how troublesome his time so far had truly been.<br/>
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“I imagine you have been here long enough, but the fact of the matter remains that if we acquire a lawyer, it will be even longer still,” Tony replied to the first question. He knew from experience that lawyers made everything tend to take longer. First they would have to call them and wait for them to get in. Then it would take time before questions would be allowed and then there would be the time it took to actually get answers to the questions they needed. Not to mention if a lawyer got involved, Tony wouldn’t likely be allowed to partake in the discussion without allowing his coworkers in as well and they would likely continue to drag things out like idiots. All in all, Tony had every intention of avoiding it.<br/>
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The second question was a bit easier because Tony quickly realized that his wording may have been insufficient. “Evening, please.” That seemed to clarify the situation enough for the conversation to continue and he was grateful to have a moving discussion.<br/>
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Then Tony listened. He didn’t know what the stories had been before so he wasn’t so much seeking inconsistencies to exploit, which was without a doubt what the individuals beyond the window were doing as the explanation unfolded. In fact, Tony could feel their scrutiny as he listened. He shoved that feeling aside, though. That wasn’t important to him at all. They could deal with that on their own, for all he cared.<br/>
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What Tony was paying attention to was the way Amadan told the brief tale. There were cues in a person’s speech that he was more likely to hear and even more than that, Tony was drawn to the emotions of it too.There seemed to be a simple serene feeling within the memories he was speaking about and not only did it convey honesty, but Tony was drawn to it because it was a feeling he himself was very rarely exposed to.<br/>
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Tony could already tell his own mind had been made up. He did not think this man was a criminal, let alone a terrorist in any way. What was more was that there was no way in hell Tony would ever be able to deny the honesty in Amadan’s explanation. Yes, his boss would make him confirm that he’d been at Casa Marianella when he said he was, but Tony already knew it was true. The question now became one of why Amadan was brought in in the first place and that wasn’t an answer Tony could get from Amadan. There was an internal sigh as he began to realize how annoying it was going to be to convey his perceptions.<br/>
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“Thank you,” he said first and foremost.<br/>
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“I have to send someone to verify with Casa Marianella and I have to discuss with my associates. Verifying your alibi shouldn’t take too long because it really isn’t that far from here. Is there anything I can get for you while you’re waiting? Something to eat and another glass of water, perhaps? I’m going to do my best to get you out of here as soon as I can.”<br/>
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He wasn’t about to make any promises on a timeframe because he’d learned long ago that the office tended to make a liar out of him in that regard. Tony also knew there was an added problem.The possibility that someone could verify that he’d been sleeping was minimal to none. He already knew his coworkers were going to find issue with that and Tony would have to figure out why they seemed dead set on believing nothing this man said.</span>