Wires without Traces (Ashley!)
Jan 15, 2011 11:05:28 GMT -5
Post by Ashley Shaw on Jan 15, 2011 11:05:28 GMT -5
Ashley was intrigued as Mia talked into the computer; he’d never seen that before. Then again, he hadn’t seen much anyway. He was impressed. A good way to make sure the person you were talking to didn’t skulk off and run away with her bag if they ever decided too. But then again, who would dare piss Mia Keystone off? She’d tie you in knots if you let her, and she’d be the person who gets rumours spread about you like shit in a ship field. Now, it wasn’t that he particularly didn’t want her to do something nasty to him if he ran away, he was here for a job alright. It was something he needed to know, well… partially needed to know. He was just safer if he didn’t anger her. Safe and sound… maybe. Any moment she could decided she wanted to play a trick on you and then BAM goes anything you ever stood for. Ingenious.
“Last location would be nice, I only know he had iTunes and he was on it a few hours ago, I know. He sent me an email too, so he should have been on iTunes. Or you can search Gmail for his email adress,” Ashley smirked. He couldn’t even remember his brother email, he’d deleted the message after he’d printed the letter and stuck it in his journal. He realised now that it had been a stupid move. It could have been a better way of accessing where he was. Shit. He hoped to God that this would still work. And she got it right. Relative, unfortunately. No. no they didn’t get on to well. If was a love-to-hate relationship which had been put on hold for four years now. Things like that always comes rocketing back at you bat-shit-crazy style. Like now, he guessed.
“Yeah, we don’t get on. But I’m tight lipped about it,” Ash stated, giving her the hin the would not delve into details with his vicious battle against his own blood. It wasn’t particularly useful information, but then again, Mia could do just about anything she wanted with any information she got hold of. That was the dangerous part about her.
“Any details you might need is that his hometown his San Francisco, age is nineteen and he went to James Denman Middle School.”
“Last location would be nice, I only know he had iTunes and he was on it a few hours ago, I know. He sent me an email too, so he should have been on iTunes. Or you can search Gmail for his email adress,” Ashley smirked. He couldn’t even remember his brother email, he’d deleted the message after he’d printed the letter and stuck it in his journal. He realised now that it had been a stupid move. It could have been a better way of accessing where he was. Shit. He hoped to God that this would still work. And she got it right. Relative, unfortunately. No. no they didn’t get on to well. If was a love-to-hate relationship which had been put on hold for four years now. Things like that always comes rocketing back at you bat-shit-crazy style. Like now, he guessed.
“Yeah, we don’t get on. But I’m tight lipped about it,” Ash stated, giving her the hin the would not delve into details with his vicious battle against his own blood. It wasn’t particularly useful information, but then again, Mia could do just about anything she wanted with any information she got hold of. That was the dangerous part about her.
“Any details you might need is that his hometown his San Francisco, age is nineteen and he went to James Denman Middle School.”
