Nega Sig bursts out laughing, starts to choke on his cigarrete and falls to the floor, spasming.
I sigh and throw a rock at him. There is a clunk, and the sound of someone being sick. Nega Sig gets up, brushes himself off and lights up a cigar.
I turn back to Salt.
"Mr. Crane, you appear to not be in possession of all of what me and my colleague here like to call, 'The Facts'. But we'll get to that later."
I wave my hand, and Nega Sig leaves the room.
I lean closer to Salt.
"Mr.Crane, in all this time, have you ever been given any proof that you murdered Aradia Megido? I mean real, irrefutable proof?"