Raymond was over the moon about finally getting a lead in his murder case. But of course, he wouldn’t show it. He had everyone from the apartment building held in custody for 7 hours, and all their stories checked out. …Except one person, Anon, so he kept them there longer, asking them the same questions over and over again every hour, yet, Anon said the same answers. That obviously wasn’t good enough for Raymond, so he asks again and again and again and AGAIN. He’s getting irritated the more Anon speaks. “I’m going to ask you this again,” Raymond spoke, placing his hands on the edge of the table, “what were you doing all day?”