May Day! Part Two
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discoveredinalj“Depends which entrance you meant,” whispered Doyle, much to the amusement of his partner.
With difficulty, the two men forced their faces into those of professional, alert CI5 agents. Clambering to their feet, they turned to watch Cowley limp up to them.
“Sorry sir, it was like this. Doyle told me to-“
“I don’t want to know what 4.5 told you to do. If he told you to jump off a cliff, would you?” Cowley replied, glaring at his two most troublesome agents. “Don’t answer that Bodie. I haven’t walked all this way to banter with you. Here.”
He handed a large brown envelope to Doyle who promptly removed the contents. The envelope contained three large but grainy black and white photos of two men. Although the images were dark, they were well defined and they burnt fiercely in the eyes of the two agents. A single glance between them was enough for them to realise they were in deep shit.
“Sir...I....we...” Doyle tailed off, unable to complete the sentence; not even knowing what he could have said.
“I don’t want your excuses, 4.5. I want to know how, why, when. I want to know why you didn’t tell me. And then I want your armoury and your IDs. As of ten minutes ago, you two are suspended.”
Not a laughing matter, thought Doyle, even as the idea of using a line from a recent television programme crept into his mind.
Not even Cowley would buy the ‘it was the gay serum’ line.
With difficulty, the two men forced their faces into those of professional, alert CI5 agents. Clambering to their feet, they turned to watch Cowley limp up to them.
“Sorry sir, it was like this. Doyle told me to-“
“I don’t want to know what 4.5 told you to do. If he told you to jump off a cliff, would you?” Cowley replied, glaring at his two most troublesome agents. “Don’t answer that Bodie. I haven’t walked all this way to banter with you. Here.”
He handed a large brown envelope to Doyle who promptly removed the contents. The envelope contained three large but grainy black and white photos of two men. Although the images were dark, they were well defined and they burnt fiercely in the eyes of the two agents. A single glance between them was enough for them to realise they were in deep shit.
“Sir...I....we...” Doyle tailed off, unable to complete the sentence; not even knowing what he could have said.
“I don’t want your excuses, 4.5. I want to know how, why, when. I want to know why you didn’t tell me. And then I want your armoury and your IDs. As of ten minutes ago, you two are suspended.”
Not a laughing matter, thought Doyle, even as the idea of using a line from a recent television programme crept into his mind.
Not even Cowley would buy the ‘it was the gay serum’ line.
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Date: 2008-05-03 04:17 pm (UTC)Me too... Seems to be the fashion over here. Hell, with a few glasses of wine in me I really enjoyed the "sniggering earlobe" too... *g*
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Date: 2008-05-03 04:47 am (UTC)Love that last line! ♥
And hell, why not, I claim the next bit!
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