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"What the fuck are we doing here?"
The blue walls of the pool are emptied almost unpleasant to watch, and in sharp contrast to the sultry air that you breathe in the building closed for renovation.
"I said, what the hell are we doing here?"
The only interruption of the blue is due to pornographic posters attacked the caretaker, a parade of naked bodies clearly surgically retouched portraits in degrading poses.
"If you're silent for a minute, maybe I can conclude something."
The translucent plastic sheets that replace the windows hung properties, reverberating the sun, low on the horizon yet. Scaffold creates shadowy figures.
"If you knew what you're looking for, maybe I would be silent, and perhaps could even help you."
From the locker room came the sounds caused by a homeless man who managed to sneak into the pool, disturbed by the voices coming from the Olympic pool.
"The last interception seemed to indicate this place."
noises that annoy the homeless move into offices, completely gutted. The harsh light of a flash reveals disassembled ceilings, partitions stacked against a wall carrying the cables coming out from all sides.
"Uh uh, I guess that our contact has used these network terminals, true? Maybe while chatting amiably with a Digimon ... "
A mouse runs close to the wall, emitting a slight squeak, topped by the ringing of a mobile phone.
"It seems that this is the wrong place."
The sound of footsteps back to the Olympic pool, across the hall and disappears, allowing the homeless to slip back into sleep alcohol.
Outside the temperature is barely tolerable, and the sun begins to be dangerous.
"So?"
While traffic is still the peak in the distance you hear the siren of a police patrol road, accompanied by a helicopter rotor, the first chase of the day.
"Our friend ... Max ... is smart. But not enough. The transfer took place on the beach, with a satellite link. "
The noise of the chase is approaching. The few passers-by, wrapped in cloaks phUV, seek shelter to avoid being hit by a stray bullet. A girl takes off her cap and hair system, as if to be taken by the cameras of the helicopter.
"The beach. Christ. There will be nothing. Indeed, there will be too. I do not ever caught. "
A yellow school bus full of children of the medium, it invades the sidewalk missed out on a group of people. Behind, a sports car swerves almost out of control, closely followed closely by two police patrols and helicopter to Channel 6.
"First of all let us take off of this mess."
A black van, possibly with a reinforced body, part SGAS with typical ceramic whistle of engines, fitting in the wake of the chase.
the school bus, still scared by the sudden maneuver, Samy looks from its tracks, without really seeing them, the two investigators to find him.
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