Enemies Domestic

[Morosz]

The agent stands up and grabs the datapad that is still on the table. Taking another deep breath and exhaling the smoke, he heads for the door and leaves without a word. Letting the door close behind him. He heads for the door just next to this one quickly opening it and stepping inside. The room is dark and only a small number of people are inside. They are looking through the one way mirror staring down the smuggler who is still sitting in the adjacent room.

"I believe you've watched enough. This guy does not need my expertise in interrorgation to spill his secrets. " Walking up to the man still looking through the window he stops and stares through it as well.

"What do you think? We're within the borders so this is your area of expertise. Your welcome catching this guy by the way."