Chapter 27: Shut down.

                                    

                                          
CAUTION WARNING: Slight gore? Is that a caution warning a worthy thing to mention? Idk, but it's in there😭
Saturday, January 12th, 2023
9:03PM
Wednesday's POV
Seven hours. 
The imbeciles at the police station had me sitting and wasting my time in a metal chair for seven hours, only for them to actually interrogate me for a mere fifteen minutes at the end. It was basic, and it was boring. 
I told them what happened and then played the audio recording. They claimed that the audio wasn't enough evidence to result in my actions because he never outwardly admitted to being a pedophile on recording, though he never denied it either, which is what a normal person would do. Although Enid and I both witnessed his illegal and outright revolting advances towards her, the police continue to claim that there's not enough evidence on that subject. Nevertheless, there is still a plan to arrest him. Not on a charge related to him being a child predator, but for attempted assault. Though I tapped the button under the counter, the police were apparently already in their way. According to them, a pedestrian walking down the street saw the cashier lunge at me twice, and then they called the cops. 
That's not good enough for me. 
I'm going to reach out to the city soon, requesting the street footage. If there is a camera that points towards the convenience store, you would be able to see directly inside from the from due to the absurd amount of windows, evidently proving what me and Enid claim to be true. One way or another he will end up in prison. If there are no street cameras available, plan 'B' is to reach out to Uncle Fester, he would know how to get him in the state penitentiary. 
Me and Enid both walk side by side out the front doors to the station. It's now dark out, and around ten degrees cooler than it was when we entered the building. The stars are starting to show as the half-moon sits brightly in the sky. Me and her walk to the back parking lot, ready to hop in the car and go home. 
The drive back to Nevermore isn't a far one, roughly around fifteen minutes. I expect it to be shorter. It's dark out, and there are little to no cars on the main roads tonight. Enid has remained quiet for the couple minutes that we've been in the car so far. It would be nice to speak with her about the events that occurred, reassure her that everything will be sorted out, but I don't think she is looking to hear that right now. 
"They called my mother." She says, breaking the silence. I keep my eyes on the road, but quickly glance at her through be mirror. She sits in the passenger seat, holding her right hand out the rolled down window with an expressionless look on her face. I focus back on the street ahead of me, looking at the small shops and restaurants that run alongside the main road.
"Did you speak with her?" I question. It's necessary that if a minor is being questioned by the authorities, that the guardians are aware, but it's not necessary that the minor involved needs to talk directly with their guardian. I spoke with my mother when we arrived, however, I have a very different relationship with my mother than Enid does with hers. 
"I wasn't planning on it. Then she called me...and called me, and called me, and called me." She explains. I listen to her voice as she slowly grows more frustrated. "You know what's crazy? I genuinely thought she was calling because she was worried about me, but no. When I finally picked up, she said, "I care for you Enid, but it's going to take more than a faulty police report for me to fly in from San Francisco." I immediately hung up the phone, because what the hell is she talking about? Faulty police report? Is what happened at the gas station really that hard for her to believe? If it was any of her other children that had an incident like this she would have already been here. Not that I want her here anyway. She's probably the last person I would want to be around, but still. It would be nice if she tried to care...even a little bit." She says, her tone quickly turning into something more saddening.