*Fuck I do not have time to deal with some crooked LEOs.* He pauses for a second weighing the time it would take to dispose of two bodies against the time it would take to get these guys along their way. Lynx lets out a small sigh and tucks his predator back into the concealed holster within his jacket. *I can not tell if I am getting soft or just old...* From his coat pocket he pulls out his normal black beanie to cover his ears, then initiates the recording sequence in his cybereyes.
Lynx cracks the door just wide enough to stick his head through, his cold robotic eyes clearly looking the officers up and down. Then in a instant his normal big goofy grin floods his face and he says, quite louder than necessary, "Oh good morning officers! Is there something I can help you with?" It was probably a bad idea but Lynx knew the walls were paper thin and his deep voice was not so easily muffled. *Let us hope you have more to hide than I.*