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Sang eventually turned off her GPS as she approached the warehouse where one of the numerous interactions between The Academy and the drug ring had taken place. Circling the area, Sang decided it would be best to park one or two blocks away from the warehouse itself in case her car was spotted and identified by witnesses. She parked and removed her bag from the car, securing it on her shoulder, calling Matt to let him know she was at the location. Sang was cut off before she could make the call by an unexpected pressure on her shoulder. Picturing an axe murderer, Sang jumped in the air and placed a hand on her chest as her heart beat wildly; the pressure was instantly removed from her shoulder as she spun around. "Oh shit! I didn't meant to scare you," came a deep voice. Fists clenched and prepared to punch, Sang lifted her head up to face her offender. Crystal-like blue eyes met her own green ones, which were wide with shock. The guy standing in front of her was familiar – she recognised him by the front two strands of blonde that hung about his otherwise brown hair. Her eyebrows raised as she realised he was one of the members of the Academy who's profiles she was going through yesterday. Pushing her bottom lip into her mouth with her finger she realised it was Gabriel. Gabriel Coleman, the one with the piercings who she'd labelled 'punk' on the back of his photograph. Her face warmed at the thought, she imagined her cheeks looked very pink. "It-it's alright..." stuttered Sang, clearing her throat. She realised she would have to dumb herself down and act like a stereotypical ditzy blonde in order to fulfil her purpose and complete the task for the day. Forcing out a convincing giggle she continued, "I'm just a little jumpy today! Sorry for seeming a bit weird!" she smiled and pushed back a strand of hair that had come loose from her bun. Gabriel chuckled and the sound made Sang focus on his mouth. He exposed his teeth when he had laughed and a set of dazzling pearly whites became visible to Sang. "Oy, you're not weird. But I must admit, I usually get freaky and creep the girl after our third date at least." He winked, his smile still in place. He was flirting with her! Sang was surprised by his forward nature. Despite the normalcy of their appearances in the photographs, Sang had expected all the guys to be somewhat dark and brooding when she met them in real life. Gabriel was nothing like the gloomy images she'd conjured up in her mind. She remembered the carefree expression he'd had in his photograph, and wondered if he, like her, had his real self hidden beneath a façade. Dismissing the thought, Sang reflected his expression, giving him a killer smile of her own. "So," began Gabriel. "What are you doing around here anyway? It seems a bit dangerous for a pretty little thing like you to be walking around these parts of town." Sang sighed internally. He didn't know the half of it. "Um..." she trailed off, grinning sheepishly and sticking to her dumb-girl disguise. "I was looking for a friend," Sang began "she texted me and told me that she would be here, but I guess not!" Sang had to try to distract him enough so that she could stake out the warehouse and see what was going on inside. "Aw, that's too bad. Anyway I'm actually headed to an important meeting of sorts right now, so I guess I'll see you around." Sang knew exactly what 'important meeting' he was referring to and her nose crinkled in disgust, how could someone who seemed as nice as him be involved in something so criminal? Covering up her disgusted expression with a quick smile, she gave a small wave and uttered a quiet "see you" as he turned around and left. One down, eight to go.

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