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ˋ i can get you a lawyer, but he isn’t gonna get these cuffs off of you. ˊ he massages at his shoulders for a moment before he lets go, boots hard on the floor while he knocks at the two way glass.
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he offers a soft laugh, moving to stand behind raeth, two hands settle on his shoulder as he forces him back against the chair.
⠀ ⠀ ˋ i can take them off, you just have to answer the questions honestly. ˊ
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ˋ i wouldn’t say you were fast, though. ˊ an arm goes up, a faux shrug. his eyes fix in the handcuffs and the chain, then raeth.
⠀ ⠀ ˋ you want them off ? ˊ
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ˋ with legs like that, i find that hard to believe. ˊ smirk on his face leaning back in the chair. he’s not a good interrogator, but he’s trying.
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ˋ we picked you up halfway across the city at 3:10, how’s that possible, mr. santiago ? ˊ brow raised, leaning forward while staring through him.
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