[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ccff]Cecily Ashworth[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/e3b976807eb22e79060c395b7da8f32d/tumblr_mqr81zwj9D1qf1aoao9_r1_250.gif[/img][hr]Location: the Morgue[/center][hr][hr]Cecily couldn't help but feel a bit surprised that Tinder agreed to meet with her. Especially without any information as to what it would be about--it was perplexing, to say the least. Or perhaps she had just grown more and more paranoid over the past few days, with murder and death no longer confining themselves to the corpses on the table, but to the people surrounding her. [color=00ccff]"Yes, an hour or two later should work,"[/color] Cecily affirmed. Tomorrow would have been tricky, after all--they were fleeing to Mexico. 

Of course, there were also the dinner plans with Caesar's associate. Perhaps something would need to be worked around that, though Cecily wasn't quite sure when those would be happening. And then there was still the matter of her heading home, grabbing her passport, and the likes. She'd have to find a way to not just explain to her boss why she needed someone to fill in for a few days, but to explain the entire situation to Riley as well. 

For a moment, she mused about saying she was going to a coroner convention, though she figured it'd be pretty easy to check attendance at those things. Maybe it'd be easiest to just cash in a few vacation days, say the reasons were personal, and leave it at that. She worked weekends, after all--they could hardly complain, she hoped, if she took a few days off.

[color=00ccff]"Where would be a convenient meeting place for you?"[/color] Cecily asked Tinder, before glancing over at Caesar, as if to get his suggestion. She was half surprised she was still on the phone with Tinder--for her, it would've made sense for Caesar to be setting up the appointment with the FBI agent.