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A tall aze appeared in a corner doorway With sleeves a hint too long, and pants the sa It didn’t There was an air about this man that said s

"Can I help you?"

"I’ for Sullivan David Sullivan"

"I’m Sullivan Who are you?"

Royce sensed nervousness in the man "Royce Walker I handle security issues for individuals as well as businesses I’m here to discuss Marvin Sheridan" It wasn’t a request, nor was it meant to be

"What of him?" he questioned with narrowed eyes

"There is suspicion that he could be involved in so"

Sullivan studied Royce for several longif he should talk to him Finally, with a nod, he said, "Coht, following hihting a mechaniser version of the scuffed piece of wood in the center of the lobby Royce settled into a worn blue cloth visitor’s chair He would have preferred to stand but he sensed Sullivan’s unease and didn’t want to inti back, Sullivan rocked in a squeaky leather chair Like nails on a chalkboard, the sound raked on Royce’s nerves "Sheridan is scheduled to be executed," he said "What haraze on the man "Kept up with him, I see?"

"Wouldn’t you if you were the attorney who defended a ed "He’s a killer"

"He was te the fingers of one hand on his desk, Sullivan studied Royce "What are you after here, Mr Walker?"

"How do you feel about Lauren Reynolds?"

"Is Lauren your client?"

"My client’s identity is confidential Again, how do you feel about Lauren Reynolds?"

"How does anyone feel about the opponent that brings them to their knees?" His tone was hostile

"You tell ed

"It doesn’t really matter It’s past history"

"What does that mean?"

Sullivan snorted "What do you think itto die, end of story He’s out of appeals"

"How’s Sheridan handling that?"