Found Missing: Day 10

 Word Count: 60,208

Summary of Events:

After doing a considerable amount of searching to pinpoint where would be the best place to start looking for information on Talbert Brauer in Canada, Dallas made contact with the people at that place, who questioned why a constable, and not a detective, was seeking the information; Dallas bluffed that he'd been assigned to do so and was able to make his enquiries without hassle, but once the call was ended Dallas was overwhelmingly aware of the fact that he'd done a lot of things he shouldn't have . . .

Excerpt of the Day:

Certainly he ought to tell Det. Sgt. Nash everything — and face the music for working on something to which he wasn’t assigned — but he wasn’t appreciative of the woman’s emphasis on how the information was for Det. Sgt. Nash.

At the moment, however, Dallas couldn’t tell Det. Sgt. Nash, as although he was free, from what he’d been hearing, Det. Sgt. Nash was up to his ears in his third day of testimony pertaining to that past investigation that was finally on trial.

Dallas didn’t recall what the investigation was, but he was impressed that Det. Sgt. Nash’s testimony was three days long, and he got the impression that a lot of other people were also surprised at how long the testimony was taking, with some speculation being that the defence were ruthlessly picking apart the testimony, as the main defence lawyer in the trial was apparently quite notorious for testing practically every word that came out of the mouth of someone who was implicitly against his client.

Since Dallas had never actually had to testify at a criminal investigation before, he’d never met this lawyer, he’d mostly encountered lawyers who were involved in any field other than criminal law when he’d made his few visits to the courthouse — and he’d never actually been in the stand to testify either.

Others at the detachment, however, knew this lawyer well, and although they commended him on being thorough, they made it clear that they thought his relentless and ruthless questioning was a bit excessive, and suggested that he wasn’t the sort of person that judges liked to see in their courtroom because they knew what should’ve been a reasonably swift trial was going to take at least twice as long as it ought.

If Dallas was honest, though, a small part of him was grateful that he had some time before he was going to end up having the time to confess to Det. Sgt. Nash all that he’d done when the investigation was supposed to have been Det. Sgt. Nash’s, seeing how Det. Sgt. Nash wasn’t the fondest of him, thus hearing Dallas confess all he’d learn wouldn’t exactly please Det. Sgt. Nash, as he would proclaim it all ought to have been work that he did.

And he was right, really. As the detective, Det. Sgt. Nash was the one who should’ve been doing all the work Dallas had spent the last two months or so doing for himself, and he may’ve even been able to do a better job with it than Dallas had.

Nonetheless, what was done was done and Dallas was — whenever this ruthlessly interrogative defence lawyer decided to let Det. Sgt. Nash go — going to have to tell Det. Sgt. Nash about it, as well as take the punishment he deserved for having done it.