I don't own CI5, or any of its characters, but I'll send them straight back to HQ when I'm finished, promise!
There's no warnings for this, except that updates may be sporadic, depending on inspiration and real life. =)
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The file opened, then pages were turned, one, two, before it was discarded carelessly on the table with a thump.
"There's nothing here Ray - and we've been through these files twice already!"
Ray hummed in response, half-heartedly scanning the page of the file he was perusing, before he glanced up and said dryly, "I value my life more than to turn up empty-handed in front of the Cow."
Bodie sighed in acquiescence and rested a cheek glumly on one hand, and flipping open another file, stared at it unseeingly.
The door banged open without warning, and both men reached for their holsters in tandem, Bodie's elbow neatly sweeping the whole stack of files onto the floor with his movement.
But it was only Cowley, who, accent thickened with a mixture of excitement and anticipation, announced, "We've got the address - thank God for Joe Public! - quickly now!"
Grabbing jackets from where they had been discarded, the agents obeyed with alacrity, Bodie nimbly hopping over the mess of papers on the floor as he followed Ray out of the lounge.
"You're gonna clear that up," the curly-haired man told his partner as they strode after their boss.
"I thought that was what you were employed for?" Came the cheeky reply, before Bodie smartly increased his pace so he was flanking Cowley's right side, effectively placing a barrier between himself and the subsequent green-eyed glare.
Let me know what you think! =)
~ Qalam