Message #343359

[The Truth]

"...Oi. 'E's not much at keepin' 'is yap shut, is'e. Fine then, I suppose I'll 'ave ta' tell you. I was there what day, 'strue, but I weren't involved in th' crime. I never 'ad any complain' wit' Toome - sure, 'e was a bloomin' jerk, but 'e was as much a victim o' th' upper class as th' rest o' us. My concern ain't wit' 'im. My job is t' find proof what Asute's done sumptin what can get 'im fired. 'E treats us all like dirt, 'e does. Minimum wage wit' no chance o' a bonus, as few breaks as 'e can legally give, an' 'e's got no care fer our safety. We gotta deal wit' toxic paints, no air condishuning, dir'y costumes, an so on. I'm an' all busy fightin' fer da common folk ter pay attenshun ter anyfin' else."

Fischer groaned. "Um...translation?"

Izabel seemed to be fighting quite a headache. "I think what the witness is trying to say is that she was too busy snooping around Asute's stuff to notice anything with the murder."

Vera nodded. "At's what I said, innit? I did see Bright, what I did, but we dinn't talk much. I 'elped 'im borrow a spare key - I'da given 'im mine if ol' Asute 'adn't confiscated i' - but uvver van what we kept our separate ways, we did."