Date: 2015-07-06 12:13 am (UTC)
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"Your boss being...?" Lowell asked, but then said, "Wait, maybe I don't actually want to know that. But if you're getting at what I think you're getting at I'm actually a little dismayed that national security can be traded away for a drop off at a hotel. Wait, why did I just say that. I'm kidding." He unlocked the car doors and climbed in the driver's side.

He was seriously expecting to be stabbed any minute now.

He was already counting his lucky stars that the adrenaline of what had happened in the bar hadn't caused him to go Full Zombie. It had been a close fucking thing.
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