| Krycek's POV
I turn around expecting to see my so-called boss so I can report on my mission, deliver this file and get back to more important things like watching the collage co-eds. Why is it that things never run smoothly around here. Instead this guy who looks like he should be pulling weeds in some Iowa cornfield is standing there with a stupid look on his face. On closer inspection that might be the only look he's capable of.
Better find out what he's doing here before you know who comes back...
"Can I help you?" |