Cole stood there for a moment before saying anything. "We should hide the body shouldn't we?"
Lynn unloaded the gun before sticking it in her back pocket. She shrugged. "We could throw it in the sewer, I guess. But with gang wars so common in this area I doubt it's that big a deal. Besides, I'm the one that shot him, and the boys at HQ will back me up should the cops decide to do their jobs for once," she turned and looked up at him, still crouching by the gunman.
"Oh, well I don't know much about this place." He muttered. Then Cole walked away but before that he turned around, "so, if you're not busy sometime...."
Lynn rose from the body and stood by it casually, like one would a rock or some other insignificant object. She tilted her head slightly. "Yes?"
"We should go out to dinner." Cole smiled.
Lynn was glad for her darkened surroundings. Him asking her out and smiling and reminding her of the kiss from earlier was enough to change her color. Sure, she could kill a guy no problem and hold her ground in the second largest and most influential gang in the city, but she was still a girl. And he was pretty handsome for a mad scientist. "...yes," she smiled back at him, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I'd, um, like that."
"Great! Whenever you're not busy." Cole said as he backed off. " So when are you free?"
Lynn shrugged lightly. "I set my own hours... so anytime, really..."
"Good, how about tommorow?" Cole asked, he was nervous, very nervous. He had never asked a girl out. "I'm thinking of going to Hal's Restaurant. You know which one I'm talking about? Good food."
"Tomorrow sounds great," Lynn mumured quietly, trying to figure out how she was going to refrain from blushing when there wasn't darkness to cover for her. "The one on the corner of Ash and Wilson?"
"Yeah," Cole smiled, "that one." Cole backed up even further, backed up into the dark. "So what time?"
Lynn watched him as he sank into the darkness. "Well, it's dinner... So six or seven?" She told the shadows. She was a little glad... It was easier to keep cool when she couldn't really see him...
"Okay," Cole said, "see ya then." He backed out and turned around. When he reached the corner, he started hyperventalating. His palms were sweaty and he was feeling something new. It was this nervousness exciting tingling sensation. No, not spidey sense. Something else. Cole couldn't put a spin on it.
Lynn turned to look at the corpse at her feet. "Did you see that? He just.. asked me out. He wasn't just messing with me," she laughed both excitedly and nervously. It was starting to sink in. She was going on a date tomorrow... with Cole. Her color intensified. What was she going to do? She didn't know the first thing about an actual real date...
Cole was at his laptop searching the internet for tips on dating. If this thing turned serious he'd need to be prepared. He scanned pages and pages. When Cole finished his eyes were throbbing from reading. "Ugh..... Dress nicely.... Smell good, be polite..." Cole knew that if he tried his best he could do something. Just when Cole closed his eyes he heard a huge bang on the door. Then it exploded. Cole ducked down and looked up. He quickly packed his laptop and a ran. Cole was stopped by a man holding a gun. Cole sighed, "seriously? Third time today..." Cole knew he was going to regret it but he threw his laptop up and the man shot it. Cole punched the man and he dogded. Quickly after Cole disarmed the stranger. Cole kicked the gun away and started fighting the man. A punch here, another kick there. They expertly traded blows. Shortly after Cole countered the man's blow and threw him on the ground. "Who are you and what are you here for?" The man grinned and pulled his trench coat apart flashing a bomb. Cole's face turned into a priceless expression. He ran out the door just before the warehouse exploded.
Lynn ran over to HQ, leaving the body where it was and pulling the stolen gun out of her back pocket. It was just a 22, not even a cool one, but she had picked it up because of the custom grip. More specifically, the insignia on it. She wanted to show the boss and see if he recognized it. She knew she had seen it before, but it was a long time ago. She couldn't remember what it was from. She walked into the large building. "Hey, boss!"
Cole was running for his life. He was being chased by a couple of guys who were out for his life. He gasped, "but I don't use weapons! I didn't kill anyone!" His clothes were ragged from the explosion and his hair was messy along with patches of dirt all over him.
No one answered. Lynn stopped instantly. Someone was always here. If there wasn't, something was wrong. She pulled out her loaded pistol and walked stealthily through the building, making it to the roof without seeing a soul. Where was everyone?
Cole had managed to get rid of the men chasing him. Cole sat in an alleyway and rest his head on the wall. He was tired and hopefully no one found him. Cole closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Lynn couldn't look for them now. She had no idea where to start. There wasn't any signs of struggle, so perhaps they all went on an outing? She would wait a few hours before thinking of it again. She went to the basement bunker and fell asleep in the medical wing.