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"You never really did know when to walk away."

"Oh, don't bother calling Morgan, Morgan's here." Morgan said, leaning against the door frame of the principals' office, a rather distressed-looking secretary behind him. "As for something to arrest him for, I can point out two violations of being apart of the school system right now." He nodded to the principals' bookshelf, where there was a set of books leaning over. Morgan silently leaned over and reached through them, as the principal began to stutter and stammer at him to stop, pulling out a bottle of vodka. He then nodded to his desk. "There's a key on your desk there that doesn't match the make or modle of any type of lock in this room, one that's visible, anyhow." He then pointed to the far wall, where one of the diplomas hung crooked. "Judging by how that's hanging, and the white residue on your cuffs, I'm guessing that's where your stash is. I'm guessing you also distribute to the kids around here who pay you enough, and swear to keep their mouths shut, am I right?"

The principals eyes began to bulge, but he couldn't speak. He simply had nothig to say, because he knew he'd been caught. Morgan silently strode forward, dropping his credentials on the desk. "Now let's get one thing straight. I'm a firm believer in second chances. You've got one month to straighten up, if you're not clean, I get to come in and arrest your sorry ass. As for payment for your month, you let the kid slid. Deal? Or would you rather I arrest you now and parade you through the school?" Morgan said all of this with a straight, somewhat plesant face, but his voice was thin and deadly cold. The man was panting, mopping at his brow, and then finally, after looking around at the three others like a scared and cornered rabbit, he nodded, apparently not trusting himself to speak. Morgan picked up his credentials, putting them back in his pocket. "Thank you. Now if you don't mind, the three of us will be leaving." He turned on his heel and walked out, his hands shoved in his pockets.