Morf experiences Dease's work at closer range than intended.
Hickey takes the measure of Mr. Jopson from below.
He was not as frightened as he was before, and that worried him.
There are prisons, and prisoners.
"Step into my fucking office."
Titus is remarkably unsympathetic to his brother's plight.
This is the chance of a lifetime. Caleb just has to survive it.
"Don't," he says, thin and strangled — no, not strangled, really. Smothered. The word hardly left his throat at all, and if John hadn't been so close, just about on top of him in an enclosed space, he might never have heard.
(For the Tumblr prompt "things you said while you were driving".)
Jerry wins, which means Charley loses.
Larry makes friends in the music industry.