Ty acknowledged the urgency with a respectful tone, "I'm on my way, sorry for making you wait, Lieutenant sir."
He gave his face a final splash of water before exiting the bathroom to find the Lieutenant standing at the center of the room. Ty ran a hand through his hair, stifling a yawn, "Let's just get you back to the holding area."
"The longer it takes to deliver you, the higher my risk of landing in jail. Now, please put your hands out," the Lieutenant explained, a hint of tension in his voice.
Ty complied, stepping forward to allow the black stones to be clasped to his hands. "So, I'm this big bad demon, right?" he inquired, seeking confirmation or perhaps understanding.
"Yeah, you already know that. Why do you ask?" the Lieutenant responded, somewhat puzzled by the question.
