✍ VOICE MAIL

[chose_death]

All matters concerning the Police Service will be spoken quickly and accurately. You will be called upon as soon as it is deemed necessary.

Comments

IC

[scientize]

She's on her way to my home. We won't be there long, but I'll update you later on our location.

[It should be very obvious who she means.]

IC

[chose_death]

You're an absolute fool. [And he means that less as an insult and more as a lazy chide.]

How long can you keep her?

IC

[scientize]

You've done stupider things.

How long do you need?

IC

[chose_death]

Flattering, as always.

What time is it now? Four-thirty?

I can do seven. Six-thirty at best. It will be tight, but I'll have just enough.

IC

[scientize]

[Her smile dips for a brief second. That's quite a long time.]

Don't stop for a smoke and I should be fine.

IC

[chose_death]

[Javert can't help but smirk. He chooses not to respond to that directly.]

Don't be afraid, and you will survive. Make the queen bee buzz in contentment; I'll make her sing. Do you understand?

IC

[scientize]

Of course, of course. I know what I'm doing.

You just make sure your men don't get distracted on their way over. I don't think that you can handle her alone, dear.

IC

[chose_death]

I saw what she can do plain as you. Plainer, even. Her artwork isn't far.

Play with her. Leave the rest to me.

IC

[chose_death]

And by the way--

[Javert is in far too bright a mood to pay too much mind to how the two of them are slipping back into their old false roles from two weeks prior. But it will catch up with him later.]

A simple broth would have sufficed.

IC

[scientize]

[She looks at the man for a moment.]

For you, maybe, but not for anyone else.

IC

[chose_death]

Be reasonable.

[Javert gives a low scoff]

Remember, two hours. On the minute.

[Click]