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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6989216/2/"What my partner is trying to say here, Harry, is that this time we got to you in time," Blue suit explained earnestly. Potter held back a twitch at the way he used his name, but kept his face clear and interested. "If you can give us evidence that proves you didn't shoot Agent Benn first, we still might be able to get you off, regardless of what Marcone and Hendricks are saying."
"Agent Benn?" Potter asked with a frown.
"She was the female agent who we found dead with multiple bullet wounds in her torso," Blue suit revealed gravely. "According to Marcone, you shot her when she rejected the advances you made."
"Ahhh," Potter nodded in understanding. "Yeah, I'm going to have to tell you to go fuck yourself."
"Excuse me?" Blue suit blinked.
"Go. Fuck. Yourself. Denton shot Benn when she tried to stop him from killing us, and the dogs that the other two had turned on them. I don't know what this whole thing was about," Potter waved his hand in an expansive gesture with an expression of contempt, "but if you're trying to make something up to pin on Marcone when there was a journalist, a P.I and a police lieutenant there to back us up on what happened, you're delusional. And your tie looks retarded," he added offhandedly to Black suit.
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