"He's a fucking inmate, Bourne. Have you lost your mind?" [Costigan asked darkly, voice taking on an aggression he hadn't released in quite some time. The anxiety in him had been building for weeks with no proper outlet and now that he had an excuse, his friend might be receiving the brunt of it.

Then he put the two and two together, realizing the rat was David.] "Fuck.. How long are you planning on keepin' him like that?"