<span style="font-weight: bold">Record store lounge </span><br/><br/>Dale sighed heavily. Trying to get answers from James was like trying to find a lost contact lens on the beach.<br/>Not very forthcoming. Then again, it was only the first day. He supposed he shouldn’t have high expectations. Even if the boy did know anything at all and he was innocent in the whole ploy, it was unlikely he’d be awfully open about it.<br/><br/>He stood up and stuffed the note pad in his pocket, before forcing a smile in James direction.<br/><br/>“Good you’re eager to hold the fort!” Dale encouraged James as he shook his hand “we’ll be heading off now. However, we will be back to ask some further questions once the case has been opened up properly.”<br/><br/>Kip got up as well, giving James a hard and nasty look.<br/><br/>“In other words, you ARE a suspect son!” Kip sneered, before turning around to walk out the room.<br/>Dale put his face in the palm of his hand, before straightening up.<br/><br/>“Nothing’s official yet son. Try not to let him get to you…” Dale said, referring to Kip’s attitude on James. However, Dale knew Kip had spoken what he everyone was thinking.<br/><br/>Something wasn’t right about this man.