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I locked my office door behind me as I walked in and kicked off my heels. What an unexpected afternoon. I thought to myself as I unbuttoned what was left of my silk blouse and tossed it into the waste basket. I flipped on the stero and soft classical music began to fill the office as I opened the door to the small closet in the back of my office. Many nights spent sleeping at my desk had prompted me to have the thing installed. If I was going to stay here all night working, I sure as hell wasn't going to look like it the next day. I pulled an emerald green shirt from its hanger and slid it on. The fabric rustled slightly, and I straightened it out while looking into the mirror on the back of the door. The fitted shirt wrapped itself around my curves gracefully. Although my outfit now looked suitable for Wolfram and Hart, I on the other hand, did not. I swept my hair up and wrapped it around, pinning it into place, then set to work getting all traces of blood off my lip and fixing my make up.
I pulled a long strand of Burkle's hair from underneath my nail as I sat down at my desk, and smirked. Dropping it on the floor, I pulled out some files and set to work. A few snapshots of Lindsey, tattooed and suspicious looking spilled out of a folder. I went through paper after paper of notes on him. Of course I had been trying to have him watched ever since I knew he was back. McDonald had mightily pissed of the SPs and that is not something you do and then waltz back into town. He had a reason to be here and I was aiming to find out what it was. Of course, he was making things a little difficult. He wasn't the easiest man to keep track of. But one thing was for certain. He had been frequenting the same bar, around the same time of day, quite a few nights a week.
Glancing at the clock on the wall, I realized I didn't have much time. I slipped my materials back into their respective folders, then locked them away. Grabbing my keys, I slipped back into my heels and exited the building.
My sleek car looked completely out of place, surrounded by the beat up auto's outside of the bar, but still I ventured in, took a seat at the bar, and ordered a scotch. I was taking my first sip as Lindsey opened the door and stepped inside.
I re-crossed my legs and took another drink as he approached the bar. "Fancy seeing you here cowboy." I said to him while watching the ice cubes in my glass."And here I was, just hoping for a nice quiet drink after work in my favorite..." I laughed without humor. "Ah I can't lie. This place is a dump."
I finally looked at him. "So are you going to tell me what exactly it is that you are doing in town?"
[Open to Lindsey]
I pulled a long strand of Burkle's hair from underneath my nail as I sat down at my desk, and smirked. Dropping it on the floor, I pulled out some files and set to work. A few snapshots of Lindsey, tattooed and suspicious looking spilled out of a folder. I went through paper after paper of notes on him. Of course I had been trying to have him watched ever since I knew he was back. McDonald had mightily pissed of the SPs and that is not something you do and then waltz back into town. He had a reason to be here and I was aiming to find out what it was. Of course, he was making things a little difficult. He wasn't the easiest man to keep track of. But one thing was for certain. He had been frequenting the same bar, around the same time of day, quite a few nights a week.
Glancing at the clock on the wall, I realized I didn't have much time. I slipped my materials back into their respective folders, then locked them away. Grabbing my keys, I slipped back into my heels and exited the building.
My sleek car looked completely out of place, surrounded by the beat up auto's outside of the bar, but still I ventured in, took a seat at the bar, and ordered a scotch. I was taking my first sip as Lindsey opened the door and stepped inside.
I re-crossed my legs and took another drink as he approached the bar. "Fancy seeing you here cowboy." I said to him while watching the ice cubes in my glass."And here I was, just hoping for a nice quiet drink after work in my favorite..." I laughed without humor. "Ah I can't lie. This place is a dump."
I finally looked at him. "So are you going to tell me what exactly it is that you are doing in town?"
[Open to Lindsey]