There was a man who was sitting in jail. Less than twenty four hours and he had found things didn't work here the same way as back in the world. There was no phone call, no miranda rights, no seventy two hour holding limit. He was, in essence, fucked
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Finally she set her mouth into a straight line and trained on him an expression full of the utter contempt that she felt.
"I hope you got what you fucking wanted."
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"Come here, baby. Who's my girl?"
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Maureen didn't move an inch.
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