005. - Voice

[brokenweapon]

Everyone's killing each other.

No. Inmates are killing each other...

[Private to Costigan.]
Do you know anything about this?

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[lostundercover]

"Great. Abra fucking cadabra, we have a deal." [It seemed to satiate him for now, and the inmate started examining the knife to ensure that it was something he could use well.

Satisfied after only a minute or two of playing, he slid it into his back pocket and gave Costigan a light flick of the head in acknowledgment that was not quite a nod.] "You better get going. Won't do wonders for my reputation if people notice you around here too often."

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[brokenweapon.livejournal.com]

[Bourne shrugged.] "Wasn't so hard, was it?" [He really did want Costigan to trust him; it was good to have an ally on the inmate side of things, since Armand was, at this point, not liking him very much.]

"Good thinking." [The asset had been thinking the same thing.] "Let me know if it works out for you," [he said, and exited the room.]