Ethan went through his hair with his fingers as he thought about it. "Basement, probably. It's close to the fitness rooms and I think there's a latch outside too. It's probably the easiest place to dump the old and broken shit from gyms and everything down there." He cursed under his breath. "Should have come to that conclusion earlier." As he said it, it seemed to be the most logical place to find an old punching bag. At least they had been able to release the imps, so it wasn't all in vain. And it wasn't like he had climbed up any stairs for nothing.

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Mr. Johnson frowned to the computer screen and was able to hold in an irritated groan. "I see," he said. "Well, you'll be pleased to know I consider her a valuable asset to our team. I won't dispose of her." He had no qualms about lying, and he had been doing it for long enough to be rather good at it too. 
Truthfully, hearing they couldn't make another Gaia was a relief, and now he was even more resolved to dispose of her. If the monster died, no other monsters could be created. So the monster had to die. 
"Are there special needs I need to know about?" he asked, taking a pen so he could write down any information he got. "Or perhaps weaknesses that I should protect her from. Just like you, I want to keep her alive."

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Agent Morrison knocked on the door and opened it to see if mr. Johnson was available. He saw he was on the phone, but mr. Johnson allowed him to come in with a gesture of the hand. So he went inside and closed the door behind him. He stood silently at the door, waiting for the phonecall to end.

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Benjamin only smiled at the remark of April and looked at Steph. There was something he wanted to say to her ever since he saw the menu, but he'd rather not do that when someone was around. Maybe later, there was plenty of time for that. Steph needed a moment to collect herself after all, and the female demon had said she had something for Steph.
So he waited.