He walked into the room, looking you up and down with a slight smirk. He was wearing the standard Officer outfit, and the badge on the left side of his chest read "Officer Jameson." He took a seat at the table across from you. So, gorgeous. I heard you killed someone. Your looks appear to be the only thing that could kill someone. He smirked, very obviously flirting. You were cuffed to your chair. There was a table of torture devices by the door. Officer Jameson even had a knife in his hand.
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