Short Story: Galactic Confessionary part 3

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Levi shrugged off his coat as he stepped into the booth, considering the amount of times he had been here; he should have been given a discount at the door.
“Good Evening detective,” a cool feminine voice said in the universal language.
Levi smiled, “I thought this place was renowned for its anonymity, how did you know it was me?”
“Detective, you and I have never played games, let us not start now.”
Levi chuckled.
“You know that’s the most I have ever heard you say in one sentence, ruffled a few feathers did I?”
She didn’t respond.
Levi made a noise in his throat, “I apologise for the way my people treated your premises. I will have them put everything back as it was.”
“You are forgiven.” Was all the voice said in a monotone.
Levi was silent for a few minutes, he would never admit it to his men, but he loved the quiet this place offered, that everything he said was broadcasted into the surrounding galaxies did not make an impression on him. Once inside the booth he felt protected; even welcomed.
“The angels are…unhappy.” Levi began hesitantly, unhappy was an understatement, they were livid, but would admit nothing outwardly to the public, refusing to put any claim on the story that had been confessed last week. The Galaxy was in an uproar over what the unknown female had confessed, most believing it was a lie, others not quite sure such a scandal could even be true, even on a place like Hoxcer. But Levi had looked on his captain’s face and saw the truth. The female, a Rubarian native had spoken the truth. Levi had found nothing else out, but every bounty hunter, vigilante and not so concerned citizens was out for her. A reward for her safe capture had been set by an anonymous somebody, the sum so substantial several small planets could be easily bought. So Levi had joined the increasingly growing task force before anyone got hurt trying to claim the ridiculously large prize.
“These are Angels, even here on Hoxcer they are respected. Surely you would want to keep them safe.” Levi said into the silence.
No response.
“I know you know something about her, my instincts –”
“Your instincts?” The confessionary said softly in Ganzarian.
Levi cursed soundly for allowing something so crucial to slip. It always seemed to happen when he stepped into the booth.
“You are familiar with Gandour then?” He said quietly.
“They are a proud race, which you well know.” The confessionary said in the universal language.
Levi snorted. “Tell me about it,” he paused, “most detectives and private investigators have Ganzarian blood, our instincts are such that it is very hard to lie to us.” Levi confessed quietly to her.
“Interesting.”
“I’m glad you think so, now tell me about the woman.” Levi demanded in the universal language, conscious of the time ticking by.
“You know I cannot.” Came the smooth reply.
“Cannot or will not?” Levi countered.
“What do your instincts say?”
The question was asked curiously, not with the usual scepticism that he received at work. Not resembling most half or even quarter breed Ganzarians and having been raised on Orion, no one ever believed him when he claimed to have the gift most full blooded Ganzarians were born with.
“My instincts tell me that you are protecting her,” Levi paused, “this is personal for you, but why would it be?”
Silence was his only answer.
Levi smiled and stood up.
“I always enjoy our chats confessionary,” Levi put on his coat and slipped on his space helmet, “with or without your aide we will catch her.” He paused and when she remained silent he added. “This I so confess.”
“Listen to your instincts detective they serve you well,” the confessionary said slowly.

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