Decided At A Later Date

[Razr]

Mason scratched his head he didn'€™t feel like storytelling, especially to someone who didn'€™t really care what story he had behind his absence. He figured he was going to be locked up anyway; he may as well have a bit of fun before the next '€˜vacation.'€™ He figured there wasn'€™t much to lose, actually there was nothing.

'€œChris, you should be the last one to mention shortcuts, especially to me. Like most of your men, you don'€™t even know me well enough to point out the ones I'€™ve taken. As for what I was doing, we'€™ll leave it to '€˜tying up loose ends.'€™ I'€™ll save the rest for the cellmates; everyone needs a story to tell, right?'€

Mason watched Tamara'€™s eye give a slight twitch from across the room, he guessed from the blatant disrespect he was dishing to their superior. He didn'€™t feel repentant, as far as he was concerned, he hadn'€™t said enough, but now wasn'€™t the time to have this conversation.

'€œGrab the Major if you'€™re ready, like I said earlier, I don'€™t really plan to be long. Starting to get a bad air actually, not sure what it could be.'€ Mason finished off, looking around the room innocently.