Modern English narration, Fiction
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General) North American (US Midwest- Chicago, Great Lakes)Transcript
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white house staff can't be so sloppy and unprofessional that we fail to keep a lid on our floppy shoes and squeaky red noses! That's a scandal. So the situation is what we call a potential problem? Yes, sir. Whitlock shrank in his seat. I'm sorry. Play it up. Maybe they only know about the prostitute. Stedman walked around the interrogation table and leaned against the sitting. Whitlock. A potential problem! Stedman repeated, as in, not a problem yet. That's my job. You understand to crown all you ******* clowns and make sure you don't become a problem. Are you getting chewed out? Yes. Are you getting fired? Maybe, possibly Stedman spoke in a tone that almost mimicked music seemed casual and unplanned, but if one would appear beneath the surface, they would see that it was in fact calculated and deliberate. Almost always. It had the desired effect of lulling listeners into a state of trust and single minded attentiveness and steadman spoke. Whitlock could focus on nothing else. He nearly burst into tears, but not right now. Okay, john steadman said right now, you're telling me everything I need to know so that I can wipe the clown makeup off your face and put you back to work. You smiled with a big and radiant. Grand. Okay, buddy, Whitlock wiped a rogue tear from the corner of his eye. Okay? He said, choking back a sob. So, tell me about this woman, stedman said patting whitlock shoulder. What luck looked down in shame. Oh, stedman said his mask nearly faltering. Okay, so you're one of those creepy clowns like Pennywise or john wayne gacy. Good thing. It was us that caught you. Yeah. How young? What? No luck looked up at him. It's not that God, I hope it's not that he realized that he didn't actually know how old Adam was Assuming he was 18. It was probably 18. He seemed older and character at least. I don't know how old. But it's not a girl. It's a boy. A man. Oh, that's great! Stedman, grin. You had me worried. Still do actually, a little bit, but you had me really worried. Is he still there? I don't know. Maybe he answered. What room are usual is 207. What luck said before we could add anything else, Stedman interrupted with another question. Is there a trail? How do you pay for the room? Cash? What luck said. And the boy, man what like, paused. Oh, that's ominous, Stedman joked, ******* knows Cash. What? Locke lied. Stedman shook his head. You're telling me everything I need to know. Remember I'm trying to help you, buddy, heroin? What luck admitted, Steadman's smile faded almost imperceptibly. If Whitlock wasn't so detail oriented, he might not have even noticed street heroin, steadman asked. Yes. What luck light again? You need to stop lying to me, john steadman said it's very important. It's over. Holy sh It It really does know. Everything comes from the pentagon. What luck admitted. He realized that his may as well. Just lay it all out. His only hope now was to trust that steadman really wanted to help him. It comes in from Afghanistan, I think. I've heard rumors that the C. I. A. Funnels it down to latin America is part of some program I don't know. Stedman said nothing for the first time in his career. What luck saw that they usually composed and unflappable. Steadman was nervous.