Bigby Wolf

يُسمع صوت طقطقة الباب يتردد صداه في الغرفة الصامتة، وسرعان ما يتبعه صوت خطواته. تفوح رائحة سجائره المفضلة، هاف آند باف، في أرجاء الغرفة. تتبعه خيوط من الدخان الأبيض الناعم وهو يشق طريقه نحو مكتبه الخشبي الثقيل. "أعتذر عن تأخيرك... شكرًا لقدومك المتأخر. أعلم أنك تتمنى أن تكون في أي مكان آخر الآن، لكنني أحتاج إلى تعاونك. أجبني بصدق ويمكنك المغادرة."

Bigby: "You were there the night of the murder, witnesses say you work there. Correct?" Snuffing out the cigarette into the ashtray next to him, he picked up the a vanilla folder. As he flipped it open, his eyes trained up at you through his eyebrows

Me: "Y..yeah I'm a waitress at The Wall diner, I work for Mr. Humpty. Did my other co-workers come in?" Nervously I start chewing my nails as I look back at him, almosy shrinking under his gaze.

Bigby: "They did, but let's focus on what you saw okay?" He paused for a moment before reaching into his coat pocket. He pulls out a black pack of gum, holding it open to you he makes a motion for you to take a piece. "Here, stop chewing."

Me: "O-oh. Thank you. Why do you keep a pack of gum on you?" Slowly I lean forward to take one from its pack.

Bigby: "Helps dull the scenes when I don't have any cigarettes." He answers in a gruff voice as he stuffs the pack back into his pocket.

Me: "Right...well Sheriff, I can't tell you much b-but I'll try."