"Yeah, I'll take care of it." says Andrews, "It's not the first time, actually. I guess we've been chained to the filing cabinet for long enough that he won't ask questions." Andrews sits back and sips his beer. He orders a bowl of soup and begins to ask Brown, "So what did they say on the phone? Was it Ms. Green?" Andrews mind is racing again at this point. He hadn't expected this Delta Green's activities to be operating so directly through the Bureau. Images of that man, whoever he was, sitting in Hobbson's office, staring them down, all come back to the surface now. After his soup, Andrews leaves a message on Mason's voicemail. "I'm going to head to the office to clean up from last week. Do you need to do anything over there?"
(OOC-Andrews has tried for the last few months, to research this 1920's Mass. Fed bust. He keeps it really quiet. Not working on FBI servers, keeping an eye out in whatever library or cafe he's working from for any interested parties. The paranoia grows.)
Gomez OOC: [sblock]So the pressing, weenie question of the day: did me and Maerdwyn get any EPs for the first installment?[/sblock]