"I dread that somehow.
But gives us plenty of time
to do work. You down
for that?”
"Trust me, this isn't any better for me.
I had plans tonight.. Anyways, sure
I'm down with it. Have you received
any new information yet, found any-
thing?"
Connor unstrapped his laptop from it's protective
case and placed it on the small pull out table that
was provided by the somewhat--high class train.
He flipped the screen up and typed in his password.
He could feel Frank's eyes beating on him. He looked
over at him and smirked.
"Tell anyone my password
and you're dead.."