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Wesley could not stand the ego on this man. Look at him. He was practically basking in the fake title he had just made up. What the hell, mate? Was the Ministry really in such a bad state that they were hiring mental prison escapees now?!
"Who doesn't know Borr," Wes grunted, mentally calling up an image of the puffed-up old windbag. "I thought he'd have had a heart attack by now...." Shame. One could only wish.
Chief though Wes was, he was not pleased to hear his title come from this guy's sarcastic mouth. "Watch who you're talking to, Recard," he growled again, taking one menacing step closer to the guy. Shorty. "We would matter a lot more if we were able to properly do our jobs and not constantly have to deal with interference."
That's right. "Aha," Wes snickered softly, "you ARE the idiot I thought I had heard of. The idiot who took away my coworker's apparation licenses." Brilliant bit of work there, mate. "Nice job obstructing justice, you blockhead."
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