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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 4, 2012 19:23:29 GMT
"It's at home. I took it apart though, so I could transport it."
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Post by John Jones on Jul 4, 2012 19:23:58 GMT
"Can I see it?" he asked.
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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 4, 2012 19:26:21 GMT
"Yeah," she said. His badge looked real, so why not?
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Post by John Jones on Jul 4, 2012 19:28:25 GMT
"Lead the way." he held his arm out.
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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 4, 2012 19:29:55 GMT
She nodded and went back for her backpack before heading out.
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Post by John Jones on Jul 4, 2012 19:30:55 GMT
John kept a close eye on her as he followed.
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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 4, 2012 19:32:17 GMT
After about ten minutes she ran into her house, dropped off her bag, and came back with the box.
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Post by John Jones on Jul 4, 2012 19:32:41 GMT
John simply looked at it.
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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 4, 2012 19:34:43 GMT
It was a normal brown cardboard box; nothing more.
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Post by John Jones on Jul 4, 2012 19:37:12 GMT
John crouched down and looked at every detail of the box. "No return address."
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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 4, 2012 19:40:24 GMT
"Nothing other than the note, the phone and instructions," she said.
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Post by John Jones on Jul 4, 2012 19:42:21 GMT
"Instructions? Can I see those?"
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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 4, 2012 19:42:46 GMT
"Yeah," she said, taking them from her pocket. She liked having them on her.
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Post by John Jones on Jul 4, 2012 19:47:24 GMT
John flipped through them unnaturally quickly. "No corporate logo, no inquiry address...interesting."
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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 4, 2012 19:48:54 GMT
"Nothing at all," she agreed.
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