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Ian is sitting in his jail cell, leaning against the wall and sulking. He hadn't expected things to go this way. He was as secretive as he could be, careful not to reveal to anyone what he was doing, but somehow, the police or the judge must have found out.
He could only be glad now that they didn't find out the whole story, and that the entire operation wouldn't be jeopardized because of him.
((Characters are free to interrogate Ian as they wish. Go all out, folks!))
He could only be glad now that they didn't find out the whole story, and that the entire operation wouldn't be jeopardized because of him.
((Characters are free to interrogate Ian as they wish. Go all out, folks!))