Roger! Francine screamed. Stan,
get up here!
What? What? I’m here? Stan had rushed
up the stairs. Are you alright, Francine? What’s wrong?
Oh no. That’s horrible. Stan
said, sarcastically. Francine slapped him across the face.
How dare you. You’re just like
Bullock. He saved your life. Do you remember that? Do you, Stan? And
now you don’t care when he’s missing. Francine was so upset that
she was whispering by the end.
Francine, come on. Come on,
Francine. I mean come on.
You got anything else to say?
Uh, let’s go look for him? Stan
That’s right. Now let’s move. Grab
some booze in case we need to trap him.
Stan did so. Then he said, Well, we
have to tell Bullock that we’re leaving. Otherwise he’d sent the
entire CIA after us. He’s not even sure whether or not he wants to
Fine, Francine said. Do it,
then we’re leaving.
Stan rushed down the stairs almost as
quickly as he had up them. Bullock, Hayley, and Steve were sitting at
the table, eating the ham. Stan suddenly became very nervous. Bullock
had a look about him that scared Stan. What did he decide?
Smith. There you are. I have de
Director Bullock, Francine and I will be stepping out for a bit. What
should we leave as collateral so that you know we will return?
wedding ring? Okay here you go. He dropped his ring on the table
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