First passed seconds. Seconds passed into minutes. Minutes passed—Looker didn’t have time for this silent nonsense. He needed answers. Even one would get him further than where he was right now.
Though, to say he was surprised was a complete lie. Team Rocket’s Interim Leader was certainly no way going to be a walk in National Park or even Amity Square. Looker would certainly have to pull out all the stops he could think of to make this Executive talk.
"…Listen, Archer," Looker began, his hands clasping together on the tabletop, "I am a very reasonable man, yes. I am also very generous. While, I cannot guarantee a release from prison, perhaps there are other things you may want in return should you cooperate? Erm… Money? Housing? Uh… More Pokemon? Anything within reason, of course. All I am asking for is answers. Simple answers, sir."
Of course, it didn’t help that Looker wasn’t too creative in his bargaining—or more like begging from a guards point of view, maybe. Other officers would, in no way, try to bargain with a man was profound and dangerous as Executive Archer, eventual leader of a full scale mafia.
The elder sighed, leaning back in his chair, letting his fingers dance across the files on the table. Images of the teal-haired young man, in complete, crisp white uniform that spanned all the way back to his lanky, awkward frame in a Grunt’s uniform. History, family, records of early criminal activity—everything was laid out in front of him.
Yet, there was one thing out of many that sparked a thought. One photo taken by intelligence showed a more recent meeting between the young subordinate and the head mastermind of all Team Rocket; Giovanni.
Now, it had been… how long since his disappearance? Quite a bit, and even the International Police were pretty stumped about this ol’ magic trick. Maybe…
The slightest twitch in Looker’s lips proved he had another shot at making the young criminal talk. This time, hopefully, it’d work. “Archer, allow me to switch subjects, if you will.” Word this effectively, Richard. You cannot mess this up. "You were not always in the direct control of the Team Rocket, this is common knowledge. However, would it be accurate to say that… erm, perhaps you were rather fond of Mister Giovanni’s leadership of the organization, no?”
From the information gathered, Looker and the rest of the police forces learned that criminal mastermind Giovanni never usually gave orders directly from himself, and instead, had a few elite members he would speak directly towards to carry out orders or lead missions. Using common sense, one could then figure that since Giovanni’s own son—(This man had a son!? Questioned the agent)—didn’t want anything to do with Team Rocket, then Archer must have been among that elite being perhaps even second-in-command at the time.
"You have stated in your operation at the Goldenrod Radio Tower in the Johto region that you aimed for the return of your leader, no? Perhaps this is too far-fetched, however… I have begun to think, what if we collaborate? My information, and your information together may prove to be useful in a search for this man."
This, obviously, was completely unplanned, as is common of Looker’s nature; seeing as the guards suddenly grew wide-eyed at the sound of the agent’s proposal. Yet, not a single word was spoken. In fact, Looker didn’t even glance over to meet their reactions. He simply looked up from his files and offered a kind smile, “…What say you, Archer?”
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