Detective Daniel Smith’s Office, EPD, 4:45 P.M
Dan was sorting out the final few documents that were still in his in tray. Suddenly his phone rang. He was surprised since usually his co-worker Damien Thrifter would get any calls for him first and would notify him with a signal through the clear window on the door that separated their offices.
Daniel picked up the phone.
“Hello Daniel Smith.” Stated a voice that sounded like James Goldan’s deep voice, but there was something off about it, either James was sick, or it was a synthesized voice.
“James? Are you okay? Are you sick? Need me to deliver some documents from the evidence room to Everleason courthouse?” Dan replied with some concern from the first three questions and shifting his tone to a more inquisitorial yet still concerned tone for the last question.
“I am completely well, but I am not James.” The voice replied.
“My apologies, you sound just like him.” Dan added. His concern had now vanished.