That suggested Wesley did believe him. Or at least considered it possible. Which meant Anthony would stay locked up for a while. He started pacing so that he could turn his face away and hide a satisfied look.

Anthony was very annoyed, now. "I'm not pretending!" This was shit. Was he going to actually go to prison because this kid decided that lying would be oh so funny? Because if so, he is going to bash that bastard's face in.

Wesley shrugged and grinned. "Unless you and your friends have alibis than that'll be for the court to decide."

Wow... He couldn't believe how well this was working. Take that, Anthony!

Anthony frowned. "I told you that I don't have friends." Those people literally don't exist, how are they supposed to go to court or have an alibi or anything?

Wesley shrugged and smiled. "Then what are you so worried about? If they don't exist, we won't find anyone to charge. Clearly this all rides on you having friends to hold him down."

Oh shoot, he would have to think about that. Or maybe his little game would end there. But Anthony would have dealt with alot of trouble. He thought as he paced.

"I worry about a lot," Anthony said. "right now I'm worrying about the fact that I'll be stuck in here until god knows when."

Wesley shrugged. "That's just your problem. Don't like it, get a lawyer." He grinned and went back to his paperwork.

Noah snorted. "Yeah, or maybe ye shouldn't have attacked me, ye idiot." Because rubbing salt in that wound was definitely a good idea.