The room was in complete chaos as people moved from left and right while instructions floated in the air. Computers, telephone lines, and machines beeped, clicked, and rang in the three sections of the room as everyone worked to make their case.
Papers, pictures, maps, and layouts had scattered on the large table as people discussed the possible plans.
"If he is involved, why can't we find dirt on him?" The man in charge of the case asked him. The older man started picking papers, only to throw them back on the desk.
On the other hand, he remained calm and silently sat on a chair on the other side of the desk. He did not want to say anything until his boss finished his ranting.
"All of this is fucking useless if we can't find anything that links him to all these crimes." The Captain added, looking frustrated as he ran his fingers through his thin hair.
