Jack walks over to the glass wall looking down at the bullpen, his back to Buchanan. Despite the renovations, Tony's office had looked a fair bit like this when Jack had had to tell him about Saunders' demands, and for the moment the memories are just a little too close for comfort.
I don't know what we're gonna do if we don't find Saunders before seven.
There was part of him that resented the fact that Palmer had asked him to do it--that wished it could have been anyone else's duty--but it's definitely not something he would have killed over.
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Date: 2007-04-24 03:41 am (UTC)I don't know what we're gonna do if we don't find Saunders before seven.
There was part of him that resented the fact that Palmer had asked him to do it--that wished it could have been anyone else's duty--but it's definitely not something he would have killed over.
"Who knows?" Jack asks, softly.