Agent Ty Goodblood (agent_goodblood) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2009-08-21 10:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-06-13 |
Who: Ty and Jane
Where: On the road, just outside of town
When: Lunchtime
"Carmen thinks she's so goddamn hilarious," Ty gritted out, bitching about his main information handler. Not that he would describe his comments as 'bitching.' No, no way. The woman was brilliant, and gorgeous in a very in-your-face sort of way, but she was also cut throat ambitious and not his biggest fan. She had set their meeting point for weekly check ins at some faux ghetto R&B club that was mostly frequented by white kids who had this overwhelming urge to pretend they were black, just to get on his nerves.
He was currently driving to the dinky little town that would be his homebase for the next who knows how long, in one of the bureau's black SUVs from its endless fleet of the things. Thankfully it doubled as most undercover things, since pretty much anyone who did not want to be overly standing out in a crowd used some black vehicle with tinted windows. Mob, gun runners, CSIs, feds, they all used them. Was almost funny, when you thought about it.
Another car moving, another black vehicle, even a black SUV, caught his attention. Shortly before it crashed into a tree. Well, crashed was maybe too strong of a word, as was tree. It pretty much banged into a half grown tree, more of a sapling really. This time car beat tree.
Ty pulled over nearby, the engine still running as he jogged over to the driver's side.