The Second Meeting with JJ
Ty stirred, lifting his head. "Hey, where is the old guy who's usually in the cell?"
"I can't divulge that information," the guard whispered into Ty's ear, a secretive tone to his voice. "But, thanks to your cooperation, I might be up for a promotion. I Heard through that he's snagged a sponsor and is about to outpace you for a spotlight in the media."
"Please, follow me to the reception hall, and let's keep things smooth, as always," the guard requested a hint of caution in his words.
Ty, understanding the delicacy of their situation, nodded. "Of course, but why is there a need for secrecy?"
"In a place like this, ears are everywhere. With you around, it seems everyone's looking to leave their mark," the guard explained as they moved toward the waiting area of the cafeteria.