But the duties of these idiots also require them to produce results in their work.
So what can they do?
Put in some extra effort and miracles happen.
The agents use a little force, and some poor souls are about to start crying.
"In the evidence I submitted, there's a silver box. You can extract fingerprints from it, and find out who they belong to."
Jacob ultimately didn't have the guts to betray Will. This was as much as he could say.
Hutter stood by the monitoring device and gave instructions over the intercom.
"Go check that silver box, and also, ask him what was inside the box. What were they trading?"
The agent followed the orders to ask, and Jacob's expression was conflicted, not knowing what to do.
"Some documents with related information."
"Where are the documents now?"
"I burned them."
