Some instinctual warning goes off in Jack's head at the agent's words: requested by who? And would anyone likely to make that request know that he and Chris were living together? Maybe there was some reasonable explanation, but something else about these guys--something about the suits they wore, about the fact that they still hadn't taken their sunglasses off, that they had supposedly come to personally pick them up when anyone from Palmer's office could have called--still doesn't add up.
There's one thing he is certain about, however: they can't leave with these men.
Nodding, Jack feigns concern, reaching behind him, trying to find Chris' arm and make sure she's not going to go running out of the apartment. "All right--we'll be down in a minute. Just give us a couple minutes to get ready," he says.
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Date: 2007-03-30 03:49 pm (UTC)There's one thing he is certain about, however: they can't leave with these men.
Nodding, Jack feigns concern, reaching behind him, trying to find Chris' arm and make sure she's not going to go running out of the apartment. "All right--we'll be down in a minute. Just give us a couple minutes to get ready," he says.