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“We’ve been looking for you.”

Jamal spins around, frantically trying to click browser tabs closed with one hand. “I’m technically on my lunch break–”

“You know perfectly well that doesn’t matter,” says the lady in the suit.

“We’ve been on your trail for years,” grins the man in the other suit. “Ever since you started playing Nintendo on a sick day in ’97. Then the Small Soda To Go incident, and all those CDs you ripped before you sold them…”

“Who are you?” says Jamal, heart wide, eyes pounding.

“Rules Police,” smirks the lady. “And it’s finally Time Out for you.”