The next morning, Kris received a phone call. It seemed that they needed her on the case, after all. Since to leave a total stranger alone in her house would be absolute lunacy, she knew Harper would be spending the day with Bosley. She explained it to him on the way in to the office. "I totally trust you. I don't think you'd rob me blind or anything but, I can just hear everybody wondering about my sanity if I left you home. You get it, right?"
"Yeah, I do. Don't worry about it. I understand." He did but, he wasn't looking forward to spending time with Bosley. He had a feeling the dude disliked him.
They pulled up in front of the building and Kris went off with the other Angels, leaving Harper in Bosley's pleasant company. "I don't know what your deal is but, if you hurt her, I will personally take out my gun and shoot off your limbs one by one." Bosley threatened Harper.
Harper didn't doubt it. "Look, I don't want to hurt Kris. She's been really nice to me and I like her. You don't have to worry about me."
"We'll see." Just then the phone rang. Bosley answered it. "Hello, Charlie. Yes, Kris is on the case now and I'm babysitting her guest. Oh, yeah. Very interesting. Thanks." he hung up and turned to Harper. "Interesting."
"What?"
"Charlie ran a background check on you and he couldn't find anything. It seems that Seamus Zelazny Harper doesn't exist."
Uh-oh. This wasn't good. Of course, there'd be no record of him here because technically he didn't exist, not yet, anyway. So, he'd have to think fast. "I'm a refugee from nowhere you've ever heard of and I'm trying to get somewhere you've also never heard of and I will and then I'll be out of your hair. Besides, all that you really care about is that I don't hurt Kris and I won't so there's nothing for you to worry about." Amazingly, Bosley didn't say anything after this. Harper occupied his time by looking at some books until Kris got back and then he left with her.
"Yeah, I do. Don't worry about it. I understand." He did but, he wasn't looking forward to spending time with Bosley. He had a feeling the dude disliked him.
They pulled up in front of the building and Kris went off with the other Angels, leaving Harper in Bosley's pleasant company. "I don't know what your deal is but, if you hurt her, I will personally take out my gun and shoot off your limbs one by one." Bosley threatened Harper.
Harper didn't doubt it. "Look, I don't want to hurt Kris. She's been really nice to me and I like her. You don't have to worry about me."
"We'll see." Just then the phone rang. Bosley answered it. "Hello, Charlie. Yes, Kris is on the case now and I'm babysitting her guest. Oh, yeah. Very interesting. Thanks." he hung up and turned to Harper. "Interesting."
"What?"
"Charlie ran a background check on you and he couldn't find anything. It seems that Seamus Zelazny Harper doesn't exist."
Uh-oh. This wasn't good. Of course, there'd be no record of him here because technically he didn't exist, not yet, anyway. So, he'd have to think fast. "I'm a refugee from nowhere you've ever heard of and I'm trying to get somewhere you've also never heard of and I will and then I'll be out of your hair. Besides, all that you really care about is that I don't hurt Kris and I won't so there's nothing for you to worry about." Amazingly, Bosley didn't say anything after this. Harper occupied his time by looking at some books until Kris got back and then he left with her.