You dismiss the idea of running. They'd catch you eventually and you'd only look more guilty.
Shoving the player and CDs back into their hiding spot, you compose yourself and answer the door. In the corridor outside your apartment stand 3 supervision officers, 1 woman and 2 men.
"Melanie Orwell?" The woman asks. She is obviously the highest ranking officer. The Department of Supervision is one of the few places a man can obtain any authority. However, they always report to a woman.
"Yes." you say, trying not to let your fear give you away.
"I'm officer Rachel Huxley." She introduces herself. "These are officers Stephen Bradbury and Daniel Heinlein. We have reason to believe that you are in possession of illegal media."
"There must be some mistake." you say. "I don't have anything like that."
"Don't lie." Officer Huxley tells you sternly. "We only want to help you be a better citizen. Don't you want to make the matriarchs happy?"
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