Chemical Bonds

Part 1 - Personal Space
Part 2 - Down By The Docks
Part 3 - Warm Storage
Part 4 - Frost
Part 5 - Cheap Thrill

Angela isn't taking my calls. I can't blame her. The last time we were together, things didn't end on great terms. They never do but we always find our way back together. I don't think today is that day but I need to get into the crime lab and speak with her. Another lab tech puts in the code in and waits for the door to slide back and admit him. The three lab techs I've watched use the same code. Seems there's a single code for entry into the lab.

I make my way to the door and enter the same code as everyone else. 809303, a brief pause and the door slides open. I don't waste any time going to the lab. I know where Angela's office is and I make my way there. She's not in so I invite myself in and close the door. I take a seat in the chair near her desk. Nah, I don't want to sit with my back to the door. I move to the opposite side of the desk and sit in her chair. No, that seems arrogant. I lean on the desk. No, she'll think I'm trying to be sexy. This isn't going to work.

I just leave the office and stand next to the door. No need to surprise her any more than just showing up. I see her walking up the hall nose in a file, not paying any attention. She walks right into her office and sits down, not even looking up. Glad I left that door open.

"Hey Angela," I approach.

"Great, what do you want now," she asks. Clearly she isn't over our last shot at love.

"I've been doing okay, what about you?" I ask, trying to keep it casual.

"Cut the crap and tell me what you want," she shoots back.

"I'm just trying to find out what the components of this drug Frost are. I'm, hoping I can track those and find the people producing it."

"If I do this will you stay away?"

"I can't promise that, but I'll try."