Only one thought had gone through Riza's mind
when Ed had returned to the Nexus in a state of pure, cold, rage. She carried out with that thought without a word, and had retreated to her room to quickly change; then out came a heavy box from the back of her closet shelf, and the gun within was loaded for the first time since she couldn't remember
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He spent most of the time she was gone pacing around, stopping and glancing over the files and the maps, then resuming the pacing.
It was hard to think past the ice cold in his veins, past the fact that they had Al- the thought was blinding him, and blocking out most rational thought.
(Stop. Think.) he ordered himself, returning to the table and staring down at the maps of Central, at the files and reports.
Probably a populated area. Or near it. They wouldn't chance being caught actually in a populated area. Too much risk.
His eyes drifted over the map, mentally checking off areas that could apply. He noticed, briefly and a bit wryly, that the area where that church had been was a possibility.
Something about one area, though...
He frowned, leaning closer to inspect the map. Tapping his finger against the paper, he started rifling through the other files, wracking his memory of the area.
Ah-hah. There was the information he wanted.
A quick check over the rest of the map again confirmed that that was the only area like that.
Bingo.
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"Find anything while I was gone?"
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Holding them under one arm, she dragged one end of the old, battered sofa away from the wall, and pulled the wood planks up to get to the safe. Seventeen right, forty-one left, twenty-three right. The files were dropped inside and everything was put back to where it had been.
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Once she straightens again and pushes the couch back to it's original position, he lets go of his wrist, dropping his hands to his side. "Ready?"
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"We're going to have a slight walk ahead of us to get to the right part of town. I'm just going to use the recall coordinates," she informed him, and picked her bag up, slinging it over her shoulder.
She held her hand out to him, and laced their fingers.
The button was pressed.
Showtime.
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