[center][h1][Color=F48CA7]Josephine Clark[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=F48CA7]Location:[/color] Qasr El Nil Barracks[/center][hr]

This was all too much. She was extremely angry they were under suspicion when they were nothing but help, but she had to hand it to this country and its politics. Whatever the case, she had to go do this if she wanted it over and done with. The Lord Major was still upset and she had enough of the old man. He wanted to be a fuddy duddy about it, that was his business. He was offering help and that was a kind gesture regardless.

[color=F48CA7]"Thank you, Lord Major. Hopefully, we can clear the air and return soon. Shall we be off then gentlemen?"[/color] She waited for anyone to lead them to the car to take them to the prison. All she could think of was how pointless this all was. This better be a short trip or she would raise hell like this country never saw before.