[center][h1]August Dupin[/h1][/center]
[center]Physical State: Highly Alert.
Mental State: Worried for Dupree.

[u]"Professor Dupree, that's good enough for me right now. I only need someone of the university's authority to allow us to set up a perimeter, keep the students and other bystanders away while we do our job. Seen as August already has done some of that work for us, we'll get right to the chase. Then I would like to question you first; as you said, you were the first at the scene, and our prime witness. Is there anyway we could take those questions, in private?"[/u] That last question came out as if directed towards August. The last thing Barry needed as an up and coming inspector, was having an PI meddling with his business. [u]"And he worked here, at the university? Then I'll need to see his office, wouldn't want to leave any rocks unturned?"[/u]

This was just Augusts' sort of luck. He'd only just now found his first solid lead in the form of Professor Dupree and already good old Barry was wanting to drag the poor old man into something akin to a dark alleyway and no doubt coerce whatever information he was after out of him.  August was willing to bet it would not be a very pleasant experience for the less than healthy looking Dupree. 

In truth though August couldn't really imagine just what Barry wanted to ask Dupree-[i]was there anything about this scene that made Barry think it wasn't just a normal suicide[/i] like August had assumed? Although bold and prone to violence August knew Barry was not entirely a stupid man; a fact that made him wonder if his old compatriot had some other knowledge, likely police gained, that made him second guess if this truly was suicide. 

Regardless August quickly found himself feeling the need to intervene on Duprees behalf due to a mix between his annoyingly straight moral compass and the urge to protect his own investigations lead, all of which made August quick to speak up. The poor professor had no idea just how much potential danger he was in.

Augusts seemingly constant slow and rhythmic deep voice remained unchanged as he interjected before Dupree had a moment to agree to [i]privacy.[/i] [i]“Well Barry, if you don't mind I'll just tag along. I was actually just speaking with Dupree here before you arrived and he was offering to help me look into my missing niece after this whole unfortunate business was wrapped up. Seeing as the case looks pretty clear cut I wouldn't mind tagging along to Atkins office-I'll even help you look around, afterall four eyes are better then two, eh? Be like the old days.”[/i] He paused a moment and took a drag off his now dying cigarette. [i]“Hell, you could even question the Professor here along the way-you know, two krauts with one grenade so to speak.”[/i] 

Locking eyes with Barry August had to admit he felt a bit ashamed to play the [i]“old days”[/i] card but these were desperate times-at this point he'd almost do anything to make the damned nightmares stop. In all honesty though he fully intended to tell good ol Barry when the moment was right just why he was in town-nightmares and all. Here infront of Dupree and a dead body was not that time though-he did however do his best to give Barry a look that showed he yearned to talk later.