She eventually drove off and made her way back to her apartment. Once inside, she walked into her bedroom and changed out of her dress and pumps. She decided to change into some comfortable cut off shorts and a simple black t-shirt, removing the bandage from her ankle. She tested it out, twisting her ankle for a bit before deeming it fine. The cut was relatively smooth and had already started scabbing over so a bandage or plaster was pretty unnecessary. Lying on her bed, she decided it was time to call Matt and give him a rundown of the day.
"Hello?" he said.
"Hey Matt"
"So, how'd it go?"
"It was... interesting. There's quite a lot I need to tell you actually, can you come round?"
"Yeah sure. Finally got Marie off my back you should be happy to know. God, I swear that girl is like a disease she's so hard to get rid of. No offence."
"None taken," Sang chuckled. Comparing Marie to a disease was nicer than Sang's honest opinion of her, but she kept that to herself. "What did she wanna go over anyway? Was it to do with my assignment?"
"No, it was the Coldstone assignment. You know, the Massachusetts one?" Sang knew. That particular assignment had consisted of Marie and Matt working together in Massachusetts. They had to get files and legal reports on a certain company under the name of 'Coldstone' that had been reprimanded for money laundering. It was a fairly recent case and Marie had wanted to go through the information they'd gathered with Matt. It made sense.
"Yeah," Sang sighed, "I remember. So when will you get here? It's almost late afternoon and I'm starving, have you had lunch yet?"
"No I haven't. We've been going over the documents for like, two hours I'm sick of it, Just order pizza or something. I'll be there in about fifteen minutes."
Sang sauntered into the living room and pulled out the profiles she had on the guys out of the bag and spread them out over the modest dining table, ready for when Matt arrived. She rang up the local pizza joint and ordered two pizzas, one vegetarian and one meat. Although she wasn't a vegetarian she didn't particularly favour meat and preferred the vegetarian pizzas but she knew Matt was a meat fan so ordered the meat one for him. By the time Matt arrived he held both pizza boxes in his hands and Sang ushered him into her apartment. Sang shot him a quizzical look.
"I paid for the pizza, the guy was just walking up here to your apartment so I decided to take it off him."
"You didn't have to do that, Matt. I could've paid."
"It's no biggie. Let's eat first and talk later, I'm so hungry I could probably eat this entire thing in two minutes."
Sang laughed at him and they both sat down on the couch, digging into their pizzas. She brought over the soda and poured them both a glass; there was nothing like junk food and soda after a hectic day. Sang managed about two slices before she decided she was going explode if she had anymore and popped the rest in the fridge. Unsurprisingly, Matt had eaten the entire thing, save two slices. It was like they were the opposites; Sang could only manage two and Matt could manage everything but the last two. They made their way to the dining table where the profiles lay and sat down on the chairs.
"Right," Sang began, "So I left to go to the warehouse at around eleven-thirty. I parked a few streets away and bumped into Gabriel Coleman," she indicated to Gabriel's profile, Matt picked up his profile and had a quick skim-read of it. "He looked like he was just getting back from somewhere and was on his way to the warehouse. He was alone, and by the time I got to the warehouse, it was twelve. I watched him go in - he was the last of the Academy guys to enter the warehouse. I trailed him and went in after him. I used the mirror to record the conversation they had - I can give it to you later - and I heard them talking about a new drug... a synthetic weed called 'JH-15'. They said this 'JH-15' was a new batch of synthetic weed they had developed because apparently the previous version was a bad batch and so they had to replace it. All the members of their group were present at the deal - it was an all-dog group, nine members, aged between nineteen and twenty-two. They mainly let Owen Blackbourne..." she indicated towards Owen's profile, which Matt again read through, "...do the talking. He was the one who was the head of the deal on their side and they agreed to buy the drug for a sum of money." She watched as Matt read, his brow was furrowed and he bit his lip, deep in contemplation.
