Veteran Morland didn't have much personal confidence in the array of people willing to accept the contract, but he didn't have much issue with sending them off. It wasn't much to him if they had a deathwish. He nodded at the two girls and stood up. He looked down at his wrist and the implant there popped a holographic display into view which rotated around his wrist as though it was orbiting him.<br/><br/>"Alright," he said, "the contract brief is in interview room two, the Justice will be along shortly."<br/><br/>He walked out from behind the desk, to direct them to the interview room, it was large enough for about a half dozen people to be interviewed at once, obviously not for interrogation. Interviews were for witnesses, because Sovereign didn't do interrogations. Morland had never been sure why, but he didn't bother asking, there was no chance of an answer, and asking Justices questions they couldn't answer always pissed them off.<br/><br/>"Just grab a chair and wait," he said. With that he checked his wrist display again, and went further into the station, toward the offices. The interview room was just a room with clear walls and clear door like all the others, except of course that from the inside it seemed like it had almost mettallic walls, and there was no way to see out. It was, perhaps, a holdover from when this police headquarters was part of a very human justice system.