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The checkered tile floor seemed wrong to his eyes as his trainers crossed over several squares. It made this walk seem all the longer as the polished shoes of the officers at either side of him clacked loudly. Heart was racing too quickly. He had to settle down. This wasn't the time to panic. He'd worked so hard with acting for so long. Now to finally put all that to use.

The room he was led into was small with a few chairs and a water cooler. A broad man stood near a glass and there, on the other side of the window, right there was his brother. He moved faster than his thoughts could and hands went to the glass. Alfred was bloodied and exhausted looking. Not like the pristine boy he remembered growing alongside for so many years. The officers let him press against the glass, giving him space for this moment. Alfred found himself moving and, despite the weight of the cuffs against his tired limbs, he lifted his hands to touch the glass. His forehead pressed against the glass and, despite the barrier between them, the twins were connected. An officer sucked in his breath. One muttered a stunned curse. And the large man placed his hand on the boy's shoulder as Alfred was ushered back to his seat.

"So glad you could make it, Mr. Williams. Sorry to call you down from across the border."

"Not at all… Why is my brother like that? What is going on? No one has told me much of anything." It was everything to keep his voice level.

"How about some coffee? You guys like double-double, yeah? 'Ey Mike, fetch the kid something to drink!" The man drew a chair closer to the boy and straddled his own.

Matthew sat and looked at this man, older with a broad large nose that seemed to have a crook in it. Must've been broken. The eyes gazing a him weren't too different from his own, only more narrow from age or ethnicity. He was Caucasian, of course, but definitely not American born. Round face and a slightly pudgy belly, he smiled for a moment at the fitting stereotype, and thick limbs. Muscular limbs. This man seemed to be in his thirties and was quite a bit bigger than the blonde. Heh, blonde. This man's hair was ashen, whiting him out even more, the pale bastard. A file was placed in Matthew's hands.

"I need you to look through that and add whatever statements you can. Boy won't talk for nothing and we need something. So how about it? Thanks Mike." Coffees were extended and the man handed Matthew a cup for himself. The dialect was hidden under years of forced English. Slovak? No. Maybe a derivative of Russian. Could be from the former Soviet Union.

He merely nodded to the man, eyes catching on scars beneath the blue collar, the man's neck a criss-crossed nightmare. He dressed like a businessman rather than a cop. How odd. Disregarding him now he went to the file. Opening it he noted an older picture of Alfred against the new one. This image was from graduation. Alfred had sent it to him with a copy of his diploma demanding his brother do the same. The separation had been hard, but they had done so well until a few months ago. When did Al stop calling?

"Tch." Matthew made a sound through his teeth and shook his head. Male, BB, Height 5' 8", Weight 190lbs. 190? 1-90? How had Alfred gotten so thin? He had never been below 250 since middle school! BB… blonde hair blue eyes? Yeah, sounded like cop lingo.

"Why do you have me looking through this? What are you hoping I'll find, mister?"

"Braginski. And, Mr. Williams, you're his twin. Get inside his head, if you can. I'm even willing to make copies of this file. This is confidential, of course, but we need some input."

Alfred was being stubborn and they hoped the twin could see what he had been thinking. Well, what could he have done to be here?

I have to see what he sees. Feel what he feels. Come on Alfred, let me in… Alfred was moving out of Mom's. He had graduated and could finally go to college. So proud of his scholarship for photography. So excited.

What was your first day? Halls right? Lots of rooms and getting lost. You complained about that when you called me. You were in a dorm room.

The door flung open and for the first time blue eyes spied the tiny room he'd share with his roommate until they died.

"Name's Alfred! Mind helpin' me with all this? I'll help you if you help me!"

There had been an Englishman in that room. And green eyes flicked to Alfred's face as a picture slipped unseen into his pocket. A girl and her data. As well as her price. Arthur Kirkland seemed clever. And those clever eyes saw profit standing in his room.
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