<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://uncccareer.files.wordpress.com/2012/09/blog2.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FFBF00"><br/>Mary-Ann Richard</span></span></div><br/><br/>Mary-Ann rolled her eyes at Don's assumption she hadn't spoken to Carlos, but didn't bother to correct him. He could believe what he wanted to believe. She knew that Carlos and Lea had been called by Ralph and she knew that Carlos had asked for Alfonzo's gang to be up and around the cemetery. She didn't know all the details yet, but they were in a hurry and she didn't have time to ask about a piece of the story that would come later in the game anyhow. Everything Don was saying, she had already known about--whether it was from Carlos or other sources.<br/><span style="color: #0000FF"><br/>"...do you know why Alfonzo and Carlos are friends of some sort?"</span>Mary-Ann paused in her thoughts at that, looking up at Don with a cocked brow. She debated on if she wanted to even bother listening to Don's trap anymore, but figured she would bite anyhow. It was essential to the story, after all. Finally, after a few moments of deliberation, she shook her head and took a seat next to Don while Pedro worked in the background.<br/><span style="color: #0000FF"><br/>"Carlos and Alfonzo met three years ago..." </span>as Don told the story, Mary-Ann couldn't say she was too surprised. Carlos seemed like the type to give others chances, especially since he knew what it was like to be shafted by the police. Being an officer doesn't always cover your ass like a lot of folks believed, after all, especially when you were a minority--at least in Mary-Ann's experience.<br/><br/>Don's explanation was an interesting one, and she definitely could see why Alfonzo had his loyalties for Carlos. Saving his ass from a murder charge had to have made him feel as if he owed a little something to Carlos.<span style="color: #FFBF00"> "Well Carlos certainly won't be around to pull him out of jail time now--he resigned today, from what I know,"</span>Mary-Ann said when Don finished speaking. She leaned back in the couch some, her eyes scanning the area.<span style="color: #FFBF00"> "There really is something deeply wrong with Lea...I need to get a hold of her psychological evaluations...There is no way she could have passed them, and if she didn't--then why even keep her on the force?" </span>Mary-Ann thought out loud. She wasn't talking to anyone in particular, but rather just getting her thoughts in order.<br/><br/>She gave a sigh, checking in with Pedro's progress. He was almost done and Mary-Ann was thankful. She was sure the police would be showing up at some point soon. She handed the small camera she had with her to Don,<span style="color: #FFBF00">"Here, you'll need to record while I speak to the police and bombard them with questions. Uh...please?"</span>