A flash of white appeared as the the sound of a camera went off. "Who's the guy?" One cop says drinking her coffee. "Names Bob cohill. he's, or should I say was, 37. Worked at a gas station as a cashier. Guy would usually relax at the park." He says sipping his coffee. "What's wrong with that?" The female officer says. "Whenever he saw a cute girl, he would call someone and send them the description. They find the girl, lead them away, and take the photos. It's sickening." He says taking another sip. The guys body was on a gurney with a blanket covering his body. "I swear. There's some very sick people in this world." The male cop says. "Yeah, good thing there are heroes like Batman and Robin to help out." The female cop says.

Your POV

"Ugh..where am I?" I heard the man says. "In jail. Where you should be." I respond being on the other end of the cell. "You..you're that robin fuck.." "Yeah, What about it?" I say. "Listen, I'm innocent i tell ya. I-I didn't take the photos. I-I-I didn't do this alone." I folded my arms. "I already gave them the briefcase of photos. It's over. No need to try to worm yourself outta this one." I say gritting my teeth. "Listen I can tell you the names, where they live, how we did it! Everything!" I stood there for awhile. Then left. "Wait WAIT DON'T LEAVE!" I come back with two guards. "Tell us everything you know." I say. "Ok, here's what I know: the person that usually takes the calls and writes down the info is a man named Eddie Greenhill." "What's he like?" I ask. "42, a bit overweight, married." "Does he have any kids?" One officer asked. "2." He says. I looked at the 2 guards. "Got any ideas?" One asked me. "Get the kids distracted and tell the wife about the news." "And the husband?" "Put him in the car." They continued to write down the info. "Who else?" I asked.
"Sam windigo. He's the one that gets the info that's written down, tells us about it, and drives around. Skinny, tall, 19, still lives with his parents." I hmph'd at this. "Keep going. We don't have all night y'know." I say in frustration. "Ok ok! Joey finster. 25, single, he's the one that lures the kids away and takes the photos. I'm just the dealer I swear!" "Got all that?" I say looking at the guards. They nodded. "Good. Send this info to the Batman. I'll be back tomorrow to find the others." I say walking away. "Wait! So I'm free to go right?" He says. "Oh, I didn't say that. But thanks for cooperating with us. I'll make sure the prisoners go easy on you. For now. Enjoy~"