"What is that supposed to mean?"
Scott was messaging his temples after he'd been hit in it by a pistol. His brain hurt and he didn't want it to. He was also drinking a generic soda because he hadn't tasted one in forever.
"Well, the fact of the matter is that there is no way someone who was on the lineup would spontaneously walk in there and just burn the place down. That would make sense if he's trying to take us out. Now, that means that we have a small advantage because he thinks we're dead and now is trying to go back to his career in this."
Whilst BB was sorting his thoughts, he had found himself being interrupted by the bartender at the bowling alley.
"If you guys aren't going to bowl, then I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
"Sears?"
"Okay."
Sears took forty dollars from his wallet and mumbled about how they were so horrible prices, which at the time, they were. As BB showed Alexandria bowling, Scott went to the bathroom and saw something strange, it was the DA with three other men who were all identical to him, almost. They could tell each other apart. There was a big one, there was a little one, and there was one with glasses. All of whom were talking amongst themselves as if they were friends. All of them believed themselves to be the leader when in actuality they never had any real hierarchy.
"Aren't you the district attorney?"
The DA, who was faking a laugh and joking with the others, turned to Scott. For his size, Scott was strong. He easily towered over BB but was the dumbest person you could ever meet.
"Who's asking?"
Scott sat in silence. He would've been happy to simply jump towards him and to rip the group apart.
"Consider yourself lucky."
"Okay?"
BB was tired of being outplayed. Thus, after he and Alexandria wrapped up bowling, they snuck out of the alley and into the DA's home. Now this place is clean. He kept it so clean that you could eat off the floors. The place was tidy enough that one would easily see that he was bordering insanity just from the lack of human interaction or mistakes.
"Alright, you take the basement, I'll take the second floor."
Alexandria understood. Quickly after they split up BB found that the second story bathroom had taken up more of the second floor then the bedroom of which was the only other room on the floor. There's a hidden room. Now how do I get in, and does it have anything to do with his crimes? That's obvious but can I get in without activating the possible contingencies inside?
"Doctor, doctor, give me the news, I got a bad case of loving you."
The DA had come back to his home to find that the people he planned on meeting weren't there to greet him. As he hummed a tune, he made it up the stairs and into his bedroom. He was tired. Whilst going up the stairs, BB could make out the sounds of humming.
"I like that song."
BB was hidden behind the door in the bathroom of which the walls and floor were all the same types of tiles.
"What?"
The DA had set up the fire as a way of getting them to escape in order for them to end up as his victims. He planned ahead and he planned so well that you could call him a criminal mastermind.
"What an idiot."
The next few minutes was of BB being thrown around in the bathroom as quickly, he grabbed onto BB and slammed him into the mirror which caused glass shards to rain down into his black hair. He doesn't seem like a pro fighter but he's definitely a good fighter. I miss being a psychic.
"How could you've ever figure it out? I really thought I had everyone with that lineup but what can ever have led you to me? Come on, spit it out."
"You and the others got off on a technicality."
"So, you got to me by the process of elimination? Wow, so that means that my friend burning down the police station has covered my tracks. Thank you for this information. I'll make this easier than the others."
He wrapped his hands around BB's neck and repeatedly threw him around when his strangling wasn't enough. The bathroom was almost completely destroyed when BB had risen to his feet and slammed his fists into the DA's chest when he heard a noise, it was his body falling to the floor, That's it! This place is a chamber that he has insulated as a way of not letting noise get out. He must have the rest of the house be a slaughterhouse of sorts and this is where the magic happens. He would make Dials proud.
"Get off of me."
"Come on, you're making this worse than the others, just give up. It's as easy as that. Just go limp and let me work my magic. You'll never have another worry for as long as you live. Which won't be long."
BB's red vision changed. He no longer saw the former passing of the DA. Now, he saw nothing. He was replacing them.
"No."
BB had accepted his fate. He knew that there was no saving him or Sugar. I was such a fool!