Snippet #2195549

Connor drove down the street looking for his old home in a sterling silver, convertible Jeep. He was dressed in civilian clothes, with a pair of jeans accompanied by a plain white t-shirt with a black jacket over it all. He didn't like being so exposed but he had to be to get this kid in and out of the building and back to headquarters. He sighed feeling his long black hair flow past his neck and about a third down his back. The orange specs he wore covered his grey eyes which had seen to much for a boy his age.

He stopped at the address and got out of the car. His father had been gone for a total of four days today and his second wife would be out at work at this hour which only left the kid and his step sister. He would have to figure out some way to where she would be able to let him take the boy.

He felt his Gladius his thigh and he thought of killing her but really wasn't in the mood for paperwork. He knocked on the door calmly. "Hello is anyone home?" he said, his voice commanding but not too deep almost matching his soul, old on the inside but still fresh and happy on the outside.