[i]"He is none of my business."[/i]

Lola didn't particularly take kindly to being handcuffed to the inside of the damn van. Biting her lip, she looked down at the body. It was bizarre to think that he had been alive only an hour earlier. However, it wasn't the first time that she'd been handcuffed. 

"Seriously, can't you not loosen these? The police don't even do them this tight."

Leaning back against the van with an exasperated sigh, she perked a perfectly manicured eyebrow at Caleb. He was a puzzle, and Lola did love a good puzzle. When the men hauled the body out of the van, an overwhelming feeling of nausea overcame her, causing her to close her eyes and to simply  breathe deeply.

[i]You can get through this Lola, just keep going..[/i]

Once they returned, she felt a little lighter. There was nothing like a dead body to lower the tone, and she wasn't being covered in the same hole, well..yet. The banter between the guys amused her greatly, and she even laughed a little at the comment.

"I'm insulted that you dislike my skirt, but I'll admit that it isn't the most practical of apparel. I didn't get the whole witnessing a crime dress code memo though, sorry."

Wrinkling her nose in a rather endearing manner, Lola wondered what was going to happen next. All in all, it was turning into quite an exciting evening.