I raised an eye brow when Enrick said that the woman wasn't a good target, mean while he said he found the perfect target not that long ago. So was she or wasn't she the perfect target? Lord, I wanted to slap him but that would bring on too much attention to us. Well more me since I was the odd looking one out of the two of us with my tattoos and stuff. "I have nothing against the woman, just there was alot of pressure from H.Q on me to get the damn can." I say trying to clam down a bit.

Truth is I wasn't going to rat Enrick out, he was one of our few that was in the field getting us stuff, from goods to information. As much as I wanted to slap him and tell the boss, I knew we needed him. I roll my eyes when he said that I was scaring customers away, like I was scaring people off. Most people were already heading back to work since their break was over, or at least it should be. I pull cash out of my pocket and hand it over to him, "Two hotdogs and keep the rest." I say as I might as well try to "blend" in since he was right, I needed to cool and act 'normal'.

I smiled sweetly removing any anger from my face and eyes, Enrick most likely thought that I suffered from Bipolar disease or something from the 180 I just did. I waited for him to give me my hot dogs and hoped he was grateful for the extra cash I handed him as that was all I had. Sure I didn't have to pay rent or anything like that. But I had to buy things while 'up top', most of those things I traded once back at H.Q or any of our out posts that I happen to be posted at. 

"Please just get the prints, the boss will either send me back later to see if you have it or he will send me tomorrow." I say lowly before looking up at him and his bird. I gently reach out and scratch his birds head and smirk before looking back at him. "And I wont rat you out." I like I'm sorry without actually saying the words but I know he understands what I am trying to say.

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[b]Gabriel Lockheart[/b]

I know I shouldn't be worried about only one of the staff members that work here but I was. She didn't know that I was worried about her and it was probably a good thing, work place affections never really worked out or that's what everyone says. Truth was I found Louisa quite attractive and a lot of men did, I heard about it all the time in the lunch room. Of course they would shut up as soon as she walked into the room, but I could see they looked at her. Some of them would admire her while others were undressing her with their eyes. I often told them to stop talking or looking at her like a prize to be had but they would start up again as soon as I left the room.

I was worried about her as we had been getting rumors that the rebels were planning something, what we didn't know. Though I had a feeling that people in this building were a target, well I always got that feeling when we heard rumors about security breaches. But also Louisa was running late which wasn't her, this made me worry. Sure we had people come in late all the time and I never worried about them but I worried about Louisa.

I must be stupid, worrying about a girl that most likely doesn't like me. I was after all second in command and her superior, which makes my attraction to her seem a little creepy. God, I need to stop thinking. I get myself worked up over nothing and I need to keep a calm and stern appearance at all times, or else others might get ency. So I have to wait for Louisa, while I wait though I make sure that everything is running smoothly and make calls either take action against people or not to. 

It can be a hard job morally.