There's a sound outside the office

"I, ah, would like to speak to my lawyer," Matt echoed.

"I'm trying to help you, kid."

Matt suspected she wasn't trying to help him at all. If she wanted to help him, she'd look at the records, see that everyone he'd filmed was over eighteen, and let him go, perhaps with a pat on the head and a quick peek at the nice sized tits he was pretty sure she was hiding underneath that prim white blouse.

The sound of arguing came from outside the office and SAIC Smelt smiled. "Time is running out. Looks like we've pulled in a few of your accomplices. Trust me, one of them will be willing to talk and, once they do, I won't have anything to say to you."

"I still want to talk to my law--"

Smelt's door burst open and Matt's lawyer strolled in. "Good evening, SAIC Smelt. Working late today?"

"You're defending child pornographers now?"

"All of the actors are over eighteen."

"They're wearing masks. How can you prove that they're legal?"

"Isn't it your job to prove--"

"Hah. Look at those girls. Some of them look younger than eighteen to me. I don't have to prove anything. I just have to get an ambitious US Attorney who wants to make a name for himself... and get in good with the President who desperately needs some kind of story now on how he's fighting to keep America safe for white people. And believe me, I can find that US Attorney."

"We have affidavits from all of the talent. Each with a drivers' license or other Real-ID verification of age. Your US Attorney would look like a fool."

"Not until after the election... when he'd be up for a promotion."

The lawyer shook his head. "You're a professional. Why are you doing this?"

Smelt sighed. "We have a major donor pushing to shut down this so-called High School Hotties program. So, the Attorney General put some heat on the Director. And the Director passed that heat to me."

"Who is the donor? Because Hollywood is prepared to go to battle for this crazy kid."

"The President and the Attorney General don't give a shit about Hollywood. They vote for the wrong party anyway."

"Sooner or later the other party will be in control and will look at FBI Agents who got too political for the other party."

"Yeah, someday. In the meantime, I follow orders."

"All right, tell us what you really want and we'll see what we can work out."

Matt could hardly believe his ears. Was his lawyer selling him out? Because there was no way he was going to save himself at the expense of Tanya and the girls who'd stuck out their necks... and their pussies... for him.