"Okay, you're right," Anakin said. "No one, is hyperbole. Plenty of those people back there trust the Bureau. They're the ones that talk in the meetings. But there is a group of us who don't trust them."

The light turned and he stepped out into the walk.

"Partly because those meetings are creepy as fuck. Partly because we're cynical. Partly because there's nothing in public records about even the building- that address listed on the card they gave you when you first get hit with a memory and all the people are swarming around-" Anakin smirked at Harleen. "And when Mr. Martin glares at you... Ya, well, some of us have looked into it and that building exists physically but doesn't exist in city records. But you can look that one up for yourself. You'll have to tell me how frustrated the city clerks get being asked that one again."