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You cower at every noise, terrified it might signal your imminent death. But you're in a police station cell, surely you're safe here.
Shaking your head, you think back over how you ended up here. It was meant to be a holiday for fuck's sake. Some pneumatic dolly bird blowing on your dice, as you played craps. Taking her back to your room for a more private session.
It wasn't your fault, you just went through the wrong door, and saw the wrong thing.
It's the damned police's fault. If they did their job properly they wouldn't need you so badly, they'd have already locked Jack LePen up already. Now... Now you have a bounty on your head, and the entire criminal underclass knowing exactly what you look like.
There's a metallic tap against the cell bars. It's Officer Close, and she's smiling.
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