Eddie's gaze shifted up to his partner sitting in the office with him. While her body language could be interpreted as flirtatious, he was far too pissed off to care about that for the moment. [color=lightgreen]"Ja and we could have afforded a new one if those fuckers didn't call the [i]fuckin[/i] feds on us! Like, since when do they care about the feds?!"[/color] he continued to vent, utterly dumbfounded by the occurrence.

He ran a hand through his hair and over his face as he dropped into the chair with a heavy thud. After a long groan and a few spins around with the office chair, he turned to face her. [color=lightgreen]"We can't loaf around here anymore, [i]bra[/i], we need to get out of here. [i]Bleddie[/i] feds will be onto us."[/color] he explained with a much calmer tone as he studied her. With a final sigh he grabbed his pistol and plate carrier, rising from his chair. 

[color=lightgreen]"Tell the boys it's time to pack up. We're rolling out."[/color] he ordered as he turned to leave. [color=lightgreen]"Hopefully we can shake them. You riding with me?"[/color] he asked as he stopped in the doorway, turning to face her.

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