Mitch laughed, "No, probably not. But don't underestimate the cops, dude. If they want you, they will get you."

With that, the elevator doors opened and a tall, dark haired man stepped off the elevator and started heading towards them.

"Mitchell!" his voice somewhat boomed through the lobby as he shook Mitch's hand. "What can I do for you?"

"Just wanted to drop by, bring you the mechanic I told you about," Mitch said with a nod. "Ben Braedan, this is Pete Stone, Pete -- Ben Braedan."

"Nice to meet you," Pete nodded, turning his hand towards Ben, and clapping him on the shoulder as he shook his hand.