Raylan expected Martin to drag it out but the South was ready for that.
"8 hours. My boss knows the boss of his boss and the NYPD is always and forever happy to push papers off their desk onto anyone else's." Raylan glanced towards Malcolm. "He's the only way we get to you."
No way in hell was he going to give Martin any hints, even if it meant displaying his skill of lying better than he wished it did. But that was the job and for everyone's safety.
"When was the last time you heard from him? Quarals, that is." He wasn't looking to give a lot of room for misunderstanding either.
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"8 hours. My boss knows the boss of his boss and the NYPD is always and forever happy to push papers off their desk onto anyone else's." Raylan glanced towards Malcolm. "He's the only way we get to you."
No way in hell was he going to give Martin any hints, even if it meant displaying his skill of lying better than he wished it did. But that was the job and for everyone's safety.
"When was the last time you heard from him? Quarals, that is." He wasn't looking to give a lot of room for misunderstanding either.