"Perhaps you're right. Maybe it was just dumb luck the night I heard my friend shuffling down the alleys two blocks away."
"No," I say, still calmly, "but if you were so close, you ought to have heard us and reached us before we made it even so far as three houses." Really, walking someone with a head injury is hardly the sort of thing one can do at a speed that would even be called a stroll, not if one hopes to avoid them vomiting, and then there is getting them to their feet... "Because surely if you'd been close enough to have heard anyone being attacked, you would have come running, wouldn't you? As a responsible physician escorted by a Sheriff, I would expect no less." I smile faintly.
His attempts at calling me a liar are clumsy at best, but that he is so comfortable doing so is interesting, particularly combined with his allusions to my last work. Not particularly pleasant, but interesting, and certainly enlightening.
"I think you should come back with me Mister Sagert," Sheriff Devarn says as Constantine walks Damian out the door. "Get this all straightened out."
"Of course," I say. "I understand that this is the sort of thing that requires prompt attention, and you do have only one eyewitness who was not in a dark alley with a head injury." I gesture towards the door. "Shall we?"
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"No," I say, still calmly, "but if you were so close, you ought to have heard us and reached us before we made it even so far as three houses." Really, walking someone with a head injury is hardly the sort of thing one can do at a speed that would even be called a stroll, not if one hopes to avoid them vomiting, and then there is getting them to their feet... "Because surely if you'd been close enough to have heard anyone being attacked, you would have come running, wouldn't you? As a responsible physician escorted by a Sheriff, I would expect no less." I smile faintly.
His attempts at calling me a liar are clumsy at best, but that he is so comfortable doing so is interesting, particularly combined with his allusions to my last work. Not particularly pleasant, but interesting, and certainly enlightening.
"I think you should come back with me Mister Sagert," Sheriff Devarn says as Constantine walks Damian out the door. "Get this all straightened out."
"Of course," I say. "I understand that this is the sort of thing that requires prompt attention, and you do have only one eyewitness who was not in a dark alley with a head injury." I gesture towards the door. "Shall we?"