A little hectic and rushed this weekend, but I thought I'd take a break from Surfer Dude's story to go back to Lara & Cole for a bit:
They drove to her apartment without bothering to ask her address and both agents stood watch—Tolliver at the door, firearm drawn, and Cole in the messy, clothes-strewn bedroom—as Lara headed straight for her laptop.
“I’ll take that,” he said, grabbing the neoprene computer case from her hand.
“The hell you will,”she said, tugging the strap.
“Do you want to wrestle me for it, Ace?”
“Got a warrant, G-man?”
“I can have one in ten seconds, so get your stuff so we can get the fuck out of here -- and mention the word 'warrant' to me one more time, and I'll take you to school."
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