Yeah, I when I was younger a CPS agent came to the front door. I was nervous, I was still new at this at the time, and I invited her in to take a seat, even offered her a tea, I think. She could tell from my quick monosyllabic responses that I was anxious, so she places her hands on my shoulder and brushed her nose into my neck. "Is this your first time?" she whispered in my ear, letting her warm breath condense on me as her lip brushed up against it. It was not my first time, I knew exactly what she was there to do, and had concealed a penknife in my sleeve specifically for the occasion. I dug it into her side in between the ribs, a dozen times, then 2 dozen. I lost count. She collapsed on the floor, and her eyes showed genuine surprise, maybe it was her first time. That night I packed my bags quickly, and left to Mogadishu in a fishing vessel, I knew the CPS wouldn't stop sending their assassins until they got what they wanted, so I let them find me dead in the sea, or at least a fisherman who could pass as me after a tattoo job and some... improvised dental work. Things are different now, though, after Covid the CPS procedures and protocols have changed a lot.
God bless, no bs