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He was innocent. It was some sort of mistake. It’d get sorted out, wouldn’t it? He’d never even been in a police station. It was so plain, smooth. He felt like he was being washed through the process. They’d taken all his stuff off him, including his Agent. He felt alone. He hadn’t done anything. He looked at the sensors. His hand was sweating. What would they report? He could call a lawyer. He didn’t know I’ve. Probably couldn’t afford one. So he’d have to make do with the free one. The door opened. A human came in. She smiled.