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"YOU little shit." she leaned back in her chair turning away from the boy- she knew if she didn't she would lunge at him and quite possibly kill him if it came down to it- "and if anyone's a prude it's you, when was the last time you got laid? Oh, that's right, not since the beginning of college."
Mitch didn't reply instead frowning as he stood up and crossed the room to a bed where a small trunk had been left open, glancing inside he saw several things, one being a photo of him and his once Fiancee, he glanced over his shoulder listening to Irene and Stan as they argued.
"Rapp stays." he still held the photograph in his hands as he listened for Stan's response, "you're giving me an order?" he questioned, "that's an affirmative." Mitch let out a sigh feeling relieved that he still had the opportunity to go after the terrorists that were wreaking havoc upon the country.
"Can you give us a moment?" Irene asked, Annika disappeared from the doorway where she'd been able to see everything from both rooms settling herself in the adjoining room with Margo and Mitch, "Ben." they turned to watch as a man only a few years older than them walked through the room carrying a laptop into the next. "That computer our boy Rapp lifted from Sharif's house, there's evidence of a two million transfer to a bank account in Rome." she paused.
"Cash prepped for withdrawal."
"Rome?" Stan seemed to be asking more himself than anyone as he tried to link the significance to the place with the building of the nuclear bomb, "we've booked flights there, the plane leaves in two hours, make sure you're ready." and with that Irene exited the room taking Ben and the computer with her.
Stan rubbed his chin letting out a sigh before he returned to the room he'd left Margo and Mitch in, "all of you." gesturing to Annika, Margo, and Mitch as he spoke, "pack your bags, we leave in an hour." surprised at the sudden statement they all waited a few seconds before moving to do what they'd been told.
Margo slipped past her partner, running her hands under the bed until she grasped the handle of her bag in her fingers pulling it out from the abyss of darkness that seemed to consume the space beneath the bed. She plopped her bag down next to the trunk Mitch was looking through opening the bag up to check and make sure all her things were still there, when she realized they were, she closed the bag and slipped the strap over her shoulder.
Leaving the room, she quietly entered the next watching as Irene looked at something on a computer screen, as if she'd heard her silent footfalls, the woman turned around a small smile lighting her lips, "Margo, do you want to see something?" the girl nodded her head coming closer once Irene had gestured to do so.
She clicked on a document a photo popping up as she did so, she pointed to the face of the person shown in the photo, "do you know who that is?" Margo shook her head, why would she know who the man on the screen was, she'd never seen him before or heard anything about him, "who is he?" she asked, Irene let out a sigh, "that's the American mercenary that's helping get the bomb built."
