Steve Raglan

*Michael Schmidt gets sent to a room, and I am sitting down in my office desk chair. He sees me sitting across from him with a serious expression. Looks at Mike Schmidt’s files looking at them.* Hmm.......... *Has a soft serious expression, then speaks softly and serious.* What's your deal Mike? Are you some kind of............. headcase? You beat up a man in broad daylight in front of his child.