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Azai picked up the phone when Quinn called "get all the head people together and tell them your 'theroy' about me . About three minutes in act like something came up and tell everyone to stay put." Azai ran a hand through his hair. "take your time with your talk. I'll be planting a bomb. leave out the people you want to deal with personally."
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Quinn let out a slow breath, trying not to sound like she was in pain. "Okay. There's only one person I want to see die, so the rest can just go boom." She hung up, smashing the phone under her boot and tossing it away. She then headed back to the building, her head held high as she entered. "Let me in." She flashed her ID to the guard, who hurriedly let her in after looking a little confused. She then went quickly up to someone she new, a head advisor. "I have new information on the criminal, Azai. We need a meeting now." She snapped quickly in her normal, bossy way. Less than 20 minutes later, everyone but the person she hated the most was gathered in a room, a single room. "I think I know where he's hiding. After he kidnapped me, he took me down into this concrete basement. I heard noises every once in a while, which now just registered. Airplane engines. There also seemed to be static in places, and when I broke out I heard muffled voices." She paused. "Of course, there were other clues..." Quinn trailed off and winced, of course getting asked what was wrong. "I'm fine... just feeling a little nauseous. Anyway... " she paused again, hoping she was giving Azai enough time. "He was quite cruel, calculated, and cunning. We need to be extremely careful. Considering I'm your best detective, and he managed to kidnap me- nevermind the fact I got away- he should be feared. I believe his hideout is at an airport. Of course, there's more than that..." she paused for what seemed like the 40th time. It hurt not just getting to the point. "When I was leaving a saw a hint of what could've been a name. The Delta airport, I believe." She finally got there, then winced again, putting her head in her hands for a second. "Would you please excuse me for a couple minutes... I'll be right back. I have more information, I just..." she shook her head and exited the room quickly, praying that was enough. Quinn snuck out a back way, and although she did feel a little woozy, she knew she had to get away from that building.
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Azai met up with Quinn outside "great job the bomb just went off" he looked at her concern flashing in his cold blue eyes. "now you need to see a doctor"
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Quinn glanced back at the building as a bit of smoke billowed out the side and a low rumbled emanated from it. "I'm glad it's done." She said curtly before looking at him with a small scowl, not even sure if he actually cared or if he didn't want her to pass out because she wouldn't be able to do anything. "It'll heal... it doesn't feel that bad..." she tried to defend her weak state, folding her arms over her chest.
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Azai looked at Quinn "oh please you passed out"
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Quinn scowled slightly, but it was less thunderous than before. "You shouldn't even know that." She grumbled, sighing, her side throbbing. "Fine. I still need to get that one guy, though." She said lowly.
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"you can do it after" Azai said sternly "it won't help if you pass out during your mission now will it?" he said with a sly smirk (also summer is coming soon)
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Quinn all but glared at him as he smirked. "I won't pass out during my mission. Where's the nearest hospital?" She grumbled begrudgingly, glancing around the buildings. "Hopefully no one suspects me yet, or this will be my downfall." She huffed quietly.
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Azai smirked "get in the car" he said nodding to his car "we'll go see a friend of mine"
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"The last friend of yours made me look like I had been beaten, and now you want me to see another with a wound?" She asked drily, but she obliged, as she was slightly dizzy. She walked to the car, climbing in the passenger side with a slight wince.
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