“I thought for sure you’d forgotten about me.” “Put your hands through the slot.” Tynes smiled as he produced the handcuffs. “Really, man? You’re worried about little old me beating my way to freedom or something?” “Policy. Just be glad I don’t do them behind your back.” “Nice of you to finally check in on me. Have you seen the dregs I’ve been placed with? It’s a good thing I’m not dead.” “Pembroke’s symbol should have kept you safe enough.” “Oh, you knew about that?” “I know more than you think I do.” “Oh yeah? What do you think I think of you right about now?” “There are censorship laws that prevent me from saying those kinds of things out in public.” “Damn, you are good.” Tynes opened the cell and began to escort Mike out of the station.
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