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Harry McCarthy turned and frowned. “Suits me, can save on the paperwork. Wanna tell me why?”
“Remember my kid got into trouble a while ago?” Vaughn asked as he pocketed the wallet.
“Yeah Sam had some school problems.”
“It was a bit more than that, we got her straightened out thanks to some help from the OSIR. The guy on the case helped me out.”
“That him?” Harry peered back into the cell where one of his prize catches began throwing up.
“Nah, but I’ve still got the number of the guy. Let me give him a call, the boss is a bit of a terror.”
“Speaking of which, if the Captain asks I’ll drop you fair into it old friend.” Harry headed back to his desk to process the intake.
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