Marco's Apartment

Marco's apartment is one of the locations you can investigate during The Judge case. Here you meet Marco. The location will appear on your map after reading Police Report, Victim 1 - given to you by Busset.

It appears to be located near the top-middle of the map.



Transcript
You park your taxi across from the stadium just a few metres from a two-story building. It's an odd brick place that clashes with the huge concrete behemoth that is Charlety stadium. You get out of the car and walk to the front door. You knock. You wait a few minutes... lights come on... and the door finally opens. Marco appears. Marco is a former taxi driver. A strange guy, a bit spacey and different. He's been working at the stadium for a few years now.

MARCO: "Well shit... You're still alive?"

That's Marco. You like him.

MARCO: "I mean... Wow! So nice to see you!"

Even though he stole your wife.

MARCO: "Come in... come in... You want something to drink? Oh right, you stopped drinking. Cup a' coffee?"

(Say nothing.) « Yes, please. »   « No, thanks. »

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You follow him into his caretaker's home. It's pretty nice despite the mess and filth. He serves you a cup of coffee and sits down at the table. You follow suit. The only noise in the room is the TV behind Marco. Before you came by, he was playing a football   soccer  video game. The fans are singing and clapping their hands.

MARCO: "So... what've you been up to?"

« I have some questions for you... »   « I've been ok... »

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You make small talk until he suddenly sits up.

MARCO: "Oh shit, I know why you're here. You've got something to ask me."

You let him stew for a minute.

MARCO: "No! Shit! The last time I helped you out, I lost my job. So the answer is no!"

HOUSSINE: "You have no choice and you know it. You owe me this much."

Marco drops his head between his shoulders. He starts to beg.

MARCO: "I'm tellin' you, man. I love this job. It's so easy. I get to take care of a stadium that's empty 75% of the time."

He sits up roughly in his chair. Behind him, on the screen, the stadium is going wild.

HOUSSINE: "I need information on Ronan Besson."

He straightens up.

MARCO: "Ronan? The coach that got killed by the Judge?"

HOUSSINE: "The very one."

MARCO: "He was a great guy. Everyone's torn up about it..."

« But? »   « Spit it out. »   « Thanks... »   (Drink your coffee.)

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MARCO: "I hate when you do that sort of thing. Seriously. It freaks me out..."

He pops a sigh.

MARCO: "This is going to get back to me somehow... There were rumours... Some parents heard he was a little too hands-on with the kids a while back, if you get my drift. But no one ever looked into it. [NEW CLUE]"

HOUSSINE: "Was it true?"

MARCO: "I don't know nothin'..."

He sighs.

MARCO: "A few months ago, Ronan cornered a kid. Like, by the showers? You know what I mean? The kid stabbed him in the thigh with a pair of scissors and ran away. The kid's parents weren't sure whether they'd file a complaint, the club director brought Ronan in and bam, two days later, he was murdered."

HOUSSINE: "Who else knows this?"

MARCO: "About the kid? No one, I think... Well, maybe some other parents? Dunno."

You get up.

« Thank you, Marco. »   « One last thing... »

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(Give him the names of your suspects.) (Give him the name of the victims.)

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You list the victims. He doesn't react until you mention Charles Bougrain.

MARCO: "Oh yeah. Him. I know him. I mean, everybody knows him. Right-wing extremist son of a bitch. Hold on... What are you doing these days?"

HOUSSINE: "I can't say."

Marco sits up.

MARCO: "Damnit. I'm going to get fired."

HOUSSINE: "Easy..."

His voice speeds up.

MARCO: "Don't tell anyone where you got this information, ok?"

« Time will tell. »   « Don't worry. »   (Sip your coffee in silence.)

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Marco looks away.

MARCO: "You can really be an ass sometimes..."

A vuvuzela noise comes from the TV.

HOUSSINE: "Ok, I've got to run."

He walks you to the door, mumbling with clenched teeth...

MARCO: "Every time I run into you, you jinx me... every single time."

You walk outside and over to your taxi. Door. Key. Motor purring. You go back to work.

