“Is he there already?” One of the cops asked, placing a hand above his gun and the second one nodded, fixing his eyes solely on the cop who was definitely his superior. “Yes sir,” he replied to the man, placing both hands into his pocket. “Fine,” the one who asked earlier nodded, walking towards the interrogation room, only to see Donovan with a smile on his face. No frown, no fear, nothing at all, just that smile. The cop smiled back like he could see right through Donovan, and in a few minutes time he took his seat, staring at nothing else. “Donovan is the name right?” The man asked, a smile pushing the corner of his lips up. “It’s not looking like I'm mistaken, or am I?” “You are free to call me anything,” Donovan replied, shrugging slightly. “So yeah, go on with anyone of your choice, you're free.” “That’s true,” the man did not state otherwise, and with a straight face be motioned towards the handcuff on Donovan's wrist, tilting his head. “If there's anyone that's not free,
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