"How many times have I tell you, she was involved in this, but she didn't know it was joyride! I had been telling her that I borrowed bikes from my friends!"
I didn't say a word.
"We have to let go of her," one police man said to other one. "She is not involved, she's fewer than twenty-one and she is a foreigner. So come on."
"Okay now. You may go," they said to me.
I dropped a glance on Tommy and moved towards the exit.
"So, Mr. Page, who knew about your ridings?"
"Just my best friends," he replied. "Madison, Dawn, and Gillmor."
"Ah, the young company that is often seen with you."
"Yeah."
"Bring them here, Stanley."
I left the office.

Later, sitting outside and waiting for Tommy, I saw the police car which brought Jessie and Jay.
"Ah, Australian, you're still here!" said one of the police men. "It's good that you're still here. Please come with us."
We entered the room where Tommy used to be.
"Here they are, Mr. Douglas."
"Two of them?"
"Yes. Jemima Gillmor and Jessie Dawn. We didn't bring Frank Madison because he has just returned from New Orleans where he had lived for two years. He couldn't be involved in these joyrides."
"Wrong directions, Mr. Page?"
"I didn't speak about Frank," Page shouted, "I meant his younger brother!"
"What? Frank Madison has no younger brother!" Stanley yelled.
"He has! Tell them, Sophia!"
I kept my mouth closed.
Seriously, who knew what the heck Destine was? I never spoke about him with Critter. And what would have been if I did? Maybe Critter would have wondered where the hell I heard about his unexciting brother. Who knows? I wasn't sure of anything, so I kept silent.
"Listen," Stanley said. "There were three Madison brothers: Frank, Matthew and Robert. Two of them died some years ago in the lab accident in Los Angeles where they used to live. Their parents weren't being alive. Robert and Matthew had tried to fix some technical devices in their lab, but they had failed. I had been there that time, so I remember they both died. I moved here only two months ago, so I never met Frank, I only know that he had been in Louisiana."
I didn't understand anything.
I had a lot of questions. Who, for Crissake, was Destine? Was he an escaped Madison or somebody else? If Madison, then Robert or Matthew? Did Critter know he had escaped? Did our friends know about the accident? Or he had really died and Destine I know is just a phantom of him?
"Liar!" Douglas yelled at Page.
"Madman," said the other man.
"Someone here is nuts," Jessie pronounced. "But who?"

To be continued.