"We both know there's no such thing as a good cop." Marc snickered as he grabbed the camera on the way. He wondered if they'd find a way to stop wearing these damned masks. It was an acceptable sacrifice when this would be a one-night windfall, but he'd take his chances with a sketch artist that have to breath in that thing mush longer.<br/><br/>Mason also grabbed his pivot knife, sliding the clip into the waistband of his underwear. He felt downright naked without it.<br/><br/>They walked back to their captive's room, such as it was.<br/><br/>"I think we might find a use for you yet." He said to Jasmine, his cock throbbing at seeing her expression.