"Smith?"
The Chief nods,"Yep, that's all he said; Said his name was Smith, according to him he lost all his documents in a fire.", the officer held up the camera,"Yeah; Seems like this guy took to stalk your families and the kids specifically, when questioned he said he was hired to do so but won't say, apparently he is a private investigator; Though looking at his records, seems like he isn't too popular, quite a few charges against him.", Robert nods,"Well then; Would this be enough to press charges?", "More than enough. And enough to have his licence revoked and never work in the industry again."
Robert nods, Cornelius stepped forward,"I'll be suing too, I think we all will.", Kyle nods, reaching into his bag,"Same; And I know a good few lawyers.", Robert nods,"Good connections.", Kyle shrugged,"My wife was a Prosecutor, and we exchanged contact info if something ever were to happen and they offered it too when we had our kid.", his voice cracked a little, cleared his throat.
"Alright. . ."
Robert glanced at the holding cell, 'Smith', glaring at him.
Robert approached with Cornelius and Kyle.
"What? Mad that you were caught: Be more grateful you're alive."
Robert grabbed the bar, Smith staring at him from anger to fear.
"Cause I would crushed your head right there and then for looking at them."
"You're crazy. . .!"
"I've been told so."
Cornelius sighed,"Let's go back, Adelle probably is a bit worried since you ran after the guy.", "I suppose, yes. . . Just want to make sure he gets a full sentence.", the officers nod their heads, mainly in fear and respect cause Robert was not playing around anymore: He would have killed this man.

"Though again; Nice swing."
Kyle chuckled,"Thanks, I use to be on the school baseball team and club, it's where I got my hat that I gave to Norman.", Cornelius nods,"He's got a good swing.", Robert nods, agreeing.

=

"Hey Lisa?"
Theodore held out a chocolate ice cream,"Oh, thank you. . . Are you doing better these days?", "Yeah, I still get headaches and bad dreams, and rehabilitation is hard but. . . I think I'm getting there, the slur in my speech is gone right?", "Slowly it's disappearing, I think it's like a lisp: Only really noticeable if you're speaking to fast.", Theodore nods, Lisa then frowned,"Where's Quentin and Beatrix?", Ike frowned,"Apparently Otto came by, asking if Quentin had stolen something from his yard; A uhm. . . What's it called that Otto uses to harvest things and cut grass sometimes?", Norman poked his head around,"Uh, a scythe.", Ike nods,"That! Apparently it disappeared from his yard and he wanted to be sure Quentin didn't take it, especially since Quentin's left him be for like a month or so now.", Lisa titled her head,"Is this. . . Normal??", Ike nods,"I guess. . . Admittedly I'm not at home much, I'm usually out with Norman and Theodore, I don't really pay attention to anything else.", avoiding home life.
Adelle came in with drinks, looks to be raining soon. . .