76 Old Friend: Part 19 End (2/2)
”Yeah,” Lynn said as she grabbed something from her pocket, ”Lozenge?”
”Yes, thanks,” she grabbed that candy from Lynn's hand, and Lizeth smoked a cigarette.
”Are you a smoker?” Lynn asked.
”Sort of. I rarely do it, maybe only on a certain stressful event like this,” Lizeth said.
”Oh, I see. Smoking while eating lozenge eh, you're kinda reminding me of my old friend,” Lynn said.
”Hmm, may I know who?” Lizeth asked.
”His name was Adrian Patrick Grant. You know, he's dead. You kinda remind me of him,” Lynn paused for a moment, ”Do you have any relation with him?”
”Yeah. I'm her twin sister,” Lizeth said.
”Oh, I see,” Lynn said.
”God bless his soul,” Lizeth said as she puffed a smoke.
”What are you doing here?” Lynn asked her.
”Same as you more or less,” Lizeth said.
”I see. Well, the newspaper club won't disturb us anymore,” Lynn said as broken glass and spent bullet casings were scattered everywhere. The broken laptops and cameras were just a bonus for that. They would be out of commission for a very long time. Besides, no one would suspect the library club had access to military-grade hardware.
”We did something the last time we were in this room right?” Lynn asked.
”Yeah, like almost bombing the room and purging the whole school,” Lizeth said as she stood up and grabbed her balaclava to wear it again. Lynn wore her helmet and balaclava again. Lizeth put her cigarette on the floor and put it out with her combat boots.
”So... You're a CIA contractor right?” Lizeth asked.
”Yeah,” Lynn said as she opened the door of the newspaper club after she grabbed her rifle that was laying on the desk.
”It would be nice if we exchange Intel,” Lizeth said.
”Fine. I think this can be my apology. What do you want to know?” Lynn said as both of them walked in the corridor of that school. The grenade explosions would be mistaken as other fireworks by the students at the dorm so they didn't have anything to story about.
”How many bombs do IS have?”
”60 Ton of explosives,” Lynn said.
”60 minus 20. So there's still 40 tons left.”
”I see. So you have removed 20 tons of their bomb,” Lynn said.
”Yeah.”
”Well, I guess we should be closer from what we're used to be Lizeth,” Lynn said as she got out of the school lobby.
”Yeah. Want to go on a date?”
”What do you mean?”
”I guess there must be some sort of cheap contract that we can take before we end this evening,” Lizeth said as she opened her phone.
”I guess so.”
”Let's go then,” Lizeth and Lynn ran out of the school complex.