Week 16.2 – Twain’s Real Story

Previously: Digger, having lost his powers and his Driller Beam Generators, was arrested by Hound Dog and taken back to  Bayside to answer for robbing the bank. And now…

“You gotta’ be shittin’ me!” Grayson shouted.

“I don’t like it any more than you do,” Assistant District Attorney Stone said. “But his lawyer is right. We can’t prove he’s Digger. And watch your language.”

“Eyewitness testimony doesn’t count?” Merrick asked. “We fought him in that bar. He’s definitely the same guy.”

Stone shook his head. “It doesn’t matter if it’s true. What matters is what the jury believes. And the jury knows two things about Digger. Number one, he saved the world, so you’re going to have to work extra hard connecting him to the bank.”

“We have security videos,” Grayson said. “It’s a slam dunk.”

“Exactly,” Stone said. “Which just reinforces fact number two: that Digger has metal devices permanently grafted to his arms. And every time they look at him, what they’ll see will be normal arms with perfectly unmarked skin. And you can bet that his attorney will have him in a short-sleeved shirt so that every look just reinforces the point.”

“But he says his name is Mason Ryan,” Merrick said. “And it’s on public record that that’s Digger’s real name.”

“I’m sure there are lots of Mason Ryans,” Stone said. “Can you prove he’s that Mason Ryan? Did he have any identification on him?”

“No,” Merrick said. “No wallet, no I.D.”

[blockquote type=”blockquote_quotes” align=”left”]“You say ‘slam dunk’ in my office one more time,” Stone said, “and I’ll make sure that the closest you can get to police work in the future is working security at basketball games….[/blockquote]“What about fingerprints?” Stone asked. “He fired that security guard’s pistol during the robbery. Can you match the prints?”

Grayson turned a deep red. “We, uh, didn’t take the guard’s weapon into evidence.”

Stone didn’t bother to answer. He simply stared at Grayson until the detective became too uncomfortable to leave the silence hanging.

“We didn’t need the gun to link Digger to the robbery,” Grayson said. “We had the videos and the eyewitnesses. It was a slam dunk.”

“You say ‘slam dunk’ in my office one more time,” Stone said, “and I’ll make sure that the closest you can get to police work in the future is working security at basketball games. Understand?”

Grayson turned even redder, but nodded.

“We can prove he’s Digger,” Merrick said. “There are other Digger fingerprints on file, and there must be DNA evidence somewhere.”

“Then find it,” Stone said. “But in the meantime, we can’t justify holding him.”

“But he’ll just run away again,” Grayson said.

“He’ll come back,” Stone said. “He always comes back.”

***

Hound Dog shook his head as he left the station with Digger and the lawyer, Arthur. “You know, Dig, this is the third time I’ve run into you on the job, and I have yet to collect a single dime from any of them,” Hound Dog said. “You are turning into my white whale.”

“You should have known this one would be a tough sell,” Arthur said. “Especially with me on the case.”

“And why are you on the case, Caveat?” Digger asked. “I thought you would want me behind bars after I robbed your house.”

“You took something from me,” Arthur said, “and you’re going to get it back.”

How will Digger get the crystal back when Twain is halfway around the world? Join us tomorrow for the next episode!

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