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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2012 21:21:50 GMT -4
Hamish merely smirked seeing his little brother fighting to keep his temper under control as not to lose his façade as a calm collect government agent. The thought of making his little brother lash out gave Hamish a slight thrill. “Why can’t we just speak here instead of going to one of your questioning rooms? I don’t plan to rat anyone out no matter what happens to me. Those people are not my friends but they all have lives and families to worry about.” Family was important to Hamish so he would never spill something that would cause someone to lose their family.
“I have no reason to trust the government. I’m begin hunted like I’m some kind of animal not for my crimes but because I am not on the side of the government! Why should I trust that you don’t torture people?” Looking down at the young Englishman Hamish felt himself begin to give one of his famous shit eating grins. “Come with you like a nice lad? I will not come with you willing me and unless you plan to make every single one of the other agents back off I will make sure you won’t find me or another one of the neutral party.”
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