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PROLOGUE

Gareth Brody sat in a chipped plastic chair in the prison waiting roouard to call his na a dark look at the guard booth every so often, playing the role of an i attorney

In truth, the cinder block walls and barred doorways left hi artificial and too bright Outdoors, the prison yard was barely thy stretch of concrete, broken only by steel poles supporting basketball nets, all enclosed by chain-link fencing and barbed wire

Silvernuts in here

Gareth would reh

A loud buzz echoed in the s open “Mr Brody? Your client is available now”

Gareth followed the guard through the doorway,how quickly he could disable the h-security facility, and this officer barely looked capable of guarding a box of donuts

Two hallways, four turns, and three locked doors brought the which doors required a slide frouard’s key, and which required a pin code on a pad mounted on the wall

This would almost be too easy Perhaps he could ask Officer Incompetent to leave the key on the table

“Have a seat here,” said the guard

Gareth dropped into the plastic chair—which sported a cracked seat—and plopped his briefcase on the table The locks snapped open with a loud click

Usually, he did this without files But today he had several

He and Silver had things to discuss

He pulled a pen out of the briefcase and spun it through his fingers He could eviscerate two people in less than fives Typical Flash a business card and a little hair gel, and they assuun

It was a , honestly