After a minute of absolving Amon's information, Ava turned to Jack thoughtfully. 'You meant what you said, didn't you? About needing to finish this…'
Jack nodded. 'Yeah. I remember Maski said his HQ was in Chicago…' He took a deep breath and turned to face her. 'I hear the Windy City's lovely this time of year.'
'Then I guess,' Ava replied, with the tiniest of smiles, 'maybe we should check it out.' She turned back to the computer and typed a brief reply:
"""""
Dearest AB. Too aloof for sense and plague, too broke to keep running. We're going to Chicago. See you there? X
"""""
'You never put kisses on notes!' Jack protested.
She sent the message and smiled innocently. 'Don't I?'
'Well,' he grumbled, 'even with a kiss, I can't see Blood coming.'
Ava stretched and yawned. 'He'd better,' she drawled, bunching her fists. 'Otherwise – sexily aloof or not – I'll hunt him down myself and smash his face in.'
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