The iron door crunched off its hinges and swung around until it hit the wall before sagging to the floor. Captain Lin Bei Fong stalked in like she didn't even notice the damage, and Toph had to suppress a grin. The resemblance between them wasn't usually so obvious. "Linnie! How're you doing?"
Instead of answering, Lin slammed one of the canvas evidence bags with a knife inside down on her mother's stone table. "I read the evidence report! We did not find this at Peng Li's apartment. One of my officers found it in a gutter a block away from where we found the body!"
Toph's secretary, who had done the actual ink and paper writing of the report in question edged out of the room, and Toph felt her daughter's hands twitch with the impulse to bend the door closed to stop him. "Maybe you just aren't remembering it right."
"Mom!"
"Wow," Toph whispered. "You haven't called me that in a loooong time, Linnie."
"This is serious, Mother." Lin clenched her teeth. "Did you falsify evidence?"
"He was lying." Toph stood up and swept around to the other side of the table, to stand before her daughter. "I felt it. He butchered his pregnant wife and left her in a ditch."
"So you framed him?" Lin demanded, eyes wide, hands shaking.
"Yeah, I framed a man who is guilty," Toph spat. "You know he's guilty, I know he's guilty, and I'm not going to let him get away with it."
"You broke the law."
"Don't tell me you're going to report this." Toph folded her arms. "Let him walk out of prison, get married again, and do this to some other girl."
"No, I won't." Toph could feel the unhappiness radiating off her daughter, and everything in her wanted to reach out a hand to her, but Lin stepped back, out of her reach. She turned around and walked out of the room, and Toph didn't call her back.
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Lin Realizes Toph is Dirty
Date: 2012-12-05 03:00 pm (UTC)Instead of answering, Lin slammed one of the canvas evidence bags with a knife inside down on her mother's stone table. "I read the evidence report! We did not find this at Peng Li's apartment. One of my officers found it in a gutter a block away from where we found the body!"
Toph's secretary, who had done the actual ink and paper writing of the report in question edged out of the room, and Toph felt her daughter's hands twitch with the impulse to bend the door closed to stop him. "Maybe you just aren't remembering it right."
"Mom!"
"Wow," Toph whispered. "You haven't called me that in a loooong time, Linnie."
"This is serious, Mother." Lin clenched her teeth. "Did you falsify evidence?"
"He was lying." Toph stood up and swept around to the other side of the table, to stand before her daughter. "I felt it. He butchered his pregnant wife and left her in a ditch."
"So you framed him?" Lin demanded, eyes wide, hands shaking.
"Yeah, I framed a man who is guilty," Toph spat. "You know he's guilty, I know he's guilty, and I'm not going to let him get away with it."
"You broke the law."
"Don't tell me you're going to report this." Toph folded her arms. "Let him walk out of prison, get married again, and do this to some other girl."
"No, I won't." Toph could feel the unhappiness radiating off her daughter, and everything in her wanted to reach out a hand to her, but Lin stepped back, out of her reach. She turned around and walked out of the room, and Toph didn't call her back.