Re: Holly/Adrian
[Adrian made it to the park a few minutes early. He wasn't carrying anything with him hands slipped into the empty pockets of a loose, army green sweater. Well, bit completely empty - his keys were in there, sure, and a lighter that had been lingering in there for months, years.
He had actually looked to see if he was being followed. No sign so far. It wasn't a guarantee, but he'd taken solid precautions. He'd picked the sweater specifically because he had never worn it to work - little chance of being bugged. Even his phone was back at the house.
When Holly approached, he offered a tentative wave. He'd seen him when he collected his DNA, but it still sent a strange wash of goosebumps over him. Seeing the dead walking would do that.] Hey.