<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><span style="font-size: 26px">Donny</span></span>​</div><br/>“Free vouchers?” Donny cocked an eye brow at this news. Honestly he was expecting something more like a parade with actual working automobiles. He hadn’t seen one of those ever since he was a kid since the government decided that using gas on one day of the year was too much to ask for. Donny glanced at the other officers while everyone seemed to be pleased with the news.<br/><br/>Donny heard an old timer, named Alfred, raise the question that Donny was about to ask before Lincoln shot him down. “No I think this is a really good question to ask Lincoln. Just where in the hell is this food coming from?” Donny turned to the director “Are we perhaps escorting all of this food or guarding the spaces responsible for the citizens to pick up these vouchers?” he looked at the director in the eyes with a serious look “You know how it can get if some citizens get their slimy hands on vouchers that aren’t theirs. It’ll be just like Christmas a few years back. The bloody bastards stole so many vouchers, they ate and lived free for a year while others starved,” Donny sat uncomfortably in his chair. He knew this since he worked on the case and had talked to some of the homeless who lived next door to him.<br/><br/>Lincoln turned toward Donny and said “Donny relax, we’re the police. We’ll handle the situation accordingly no matter what situation it is. Now please, let the director finish before you jump to conclusions,” Donny sighed and shook his head. He was looking at all the ways this could go wrong. But then again, he was here to see what could go wrong and give input. The vouchers were too hard to track so he hoped they changed how they’re able to track which citizen gets which voucher.