ENGLAND

“Is that really what you believe, alright you’ve been on this one for what, more than 6 months.”

“You’re going to tell me otherwise about the guy, cause I’m saying I did not mess this assignment up, you did. You’re the one who got your information mixed …”

“Well Blooming, they let her in? This day, agh, just how many people came and gawked at me while I was asleep?” Rizali glanced shortly at Karolina as she entered the room. “Ah, no Eanruig stop being such a prat. I don’t need your flunkies all over. You just love to pressure me”, as he spoke Rizali waved his finger in sudden motions to varying directions, referring to every corner of his being, at the rear to the slightest blind angle covered by Interpol agents.

“You ever seen what file cabinet looks like sticking out your groin. If make me look like a moron in front of Agent Lowre, you’re going to find out Rizali.”, Eanruig swallowed his death threat, and went about introducing Karl to Rizali with a little professional decency, he seemed to be doing this honor quite a bit for her, a real nice guy supplement.

“Personal emergency” this disclosure gave him a shot back into the stirred expressions of Mairie. She reminded him of an intense kind of girl, but who could guess this early on, first impression of Karolina after all could be a projection of his own desires to be free with himself like Mairie. In light of the facts which ever pieces were opinion; with a little more thought on her presence, Rizali reconsidered her purpose and disposition. It was unlikely that she was geared for Eanruig’s means or testing how far he could push Rizali, with the full force of the Deputy Director’s judgment striking down by way of his agents. Eanruig was using just enough crass nature to show where the balance tilted in favor of his superiority, but the tone still suggested he did not know her as well as he should have sounded if she were a minion.

“Agent Lowre, my new babysitter, I needed one of those, didn’t I?”, his lips shifted to the right, in a nonsensical smirk, roughly planned to keep the two from figuring out how glad he was to have ICPO members keeping him safe. Rizali tilted his head high, and threw his vision to the windows, facing away from her, while he compliantly raised his hand to greet Karl.
“under the weather, saying baby is so inappropriate” It was obvious how much he realized by presumption, when her too poor delight gathered upon her face just below here eye lids, caught his sight. The effect of her complications on his effrontery was even more noticeable from the way he removed his gaze, to the particulars of his eyes as they once held the hazards of disgust, now with sympathy. Rizali’s voice served his sincerity, as he gave her what amounted to a salute to her, evident in his facial expressions and a nodding motion, “sorry about that”.

Before the two agents could shake hands, Eanruig stepped to Karl with his backside to her, standing across her in a defensive posture. Eanruig’s arm lifted to barricade Karl, his wrist swatted into the metacarpal of Rizali’s hand, swinging the whole appendage outward. “Never mind him, a part of his human Will is blown out the side of his braincase. He will only slow you down.”, Eanruig slanted his eyes at Rizali, poisoning, the decant of his reproach into Rizali’s already burdensome quality of a man.

“And he is not really a director, Eanruig is not from Lyons, he is only a deputy, try not to be fooled into treating him like he’s mister big shot”

Eanruig grew passive by subtle kneading as hands gently glided across his face, albeit the agitation. He turned and receded to the foot of the bed as he continued his conversation with agent Karl, “The UK lacks its own ICPO leadership, even with all these offices, so I have territory in London until another branch’s Director is sent to relieve me. You will answer to me, and as Director in Lyons has asked we will have our people deliver your reports to his office. I am sure you can find a secretary at one of our buildings to write it up for you.”

Eanruig brought the files back to his chest level, and began skimming them once more, “Everyone has to be wondering, what did bring Agent Lowre to not just me, aside from the point that she should be framtill front. Agent Lowre is at your door step as well, because not only were you shot with Dissanayake’s bullet, but somebody got sloppy. We have information that two bodies were found, a dead K9 and his human RAF Division partner. Victims had multiple gun shots via the skull, not only that but they match up with weapon used by Dissanayake on Agent Rizali.”

Pain in his shoulder was doing an explosively loud number on his nerves, but he kept it visually innocuous. As so, Rizali stood up, the rest of his muscles extant in function, he made his way to Eanruig but stopped his movement close to Karl, “Switch me to this case.”

“What will I do with him? How determined is he to die, Unilla. The boy has done so well for himself since your passing away, unfortunately baby girl I have an obligation. Don’t you try to sway my heart, cause I am not listening.” “ok callant, I will permit you to go about your wish.” , his face exhibiting infinitesimal broaching activity.
“Agent Lowre, you might want to figure out who’s side Agent Rizali is on? Before you trust him. Instead of neatly shutting his current case, he has been dallying with the enemy’s kin.” Now what are they going to accomplish with two nagons vilse suffering trust issues

“I’m not.. going to foul this up for you, After coming all the way out to South west England,” Rizali laid his voice low on the completion of his sentence for her only to hear, with his chin raised over as if he were looking to the ceiling, he leaned to the top rise of her ear,” in your condition”.

Her and the rest of the ICPO deployed to the Winfield hospital were very welcome, to sooth the creeping feeling he had about Dissanayake. That guy was crawling with accursedness, with the tattoo labeled freakish slithering from inch to inch of his skin. Not literally, Rizali never actually checked the man’s body art, but he was ready to go interrogate him. The first thing was to boast a nice confident guise, strong tone, no trembling in sight, “Agent Lowre want to face the music now? The anthem that opens the credits for your big case, guest starring Dissanayake?”