I walk into the room without knocking at sit down on the lounge that runs parrallel to the mahogany desk. My feet instinctively end up resting on the coffee table in front of it.
"Come on in" Perry says, looking up from his paper work "To what do I owe this pleasure public enemy?"
"What do we know?"
"You... Know... Obviously not much. You're not
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