canon!OOM: the great office hunt
The phone's ringing. Carl doesn't even want to contemplate what time it is, but that's mostly because the adrenaline finally wound down enough that he could sleep somewhere around three, and now... well, the sun's up, if barely.
When nobody else stirs, he decides to put the phone out of everyone's misery and answer it. "h'lo?"
"We need to meet." It's more of a relief than Carl can say to know that Bishop survived the night, even if this does sound... less good than they all might have hoped for.
"Okay, give me the address. We'll be there once someone's awake enough to drive."
***
Liz has a nice apartment. Not that this surprises Carl - she's classy, after all. Of course, the scenery's somewhat fallen into the background compared to the news Bishop had, and now the TV.
"The FBI says the fingerprints found in the embassy car match those taken from the office of a government researcher found murdered earlier this week in Palo Alto. The connection was made after a Bay Area radio station received an anonymous tip linking the two killings."
Bishop sighs, moving to turn off the TV. "Yeah, I'll bet it was anonymous. Son of a bitch!"