[center] Andrew narrowed his eyes, not saying anything as he bent down, picked up here little micro chip, and in a flash it had disappeared. Andrew stepped around him,"Nonidea what you are talking about," he said softly, his bright blue eyes shining as he stepped out of the room. Andrew sat down on the couch, glancing at the CIA agentsIdiots," he mumbled under his breath as he folded his arms. Andrew looked down and look of his army jacket, since he was too warm, but leaving his green t-shirt on. Andrew hated the army uniform, which he usually need had to wear, but every slave had to wear it. Andrew reached up to try and undo the collar but forgot is was electrified and cursed as he got a shock.
The tall man took the briefcase full of money and raised his eyebrows, watching her walk away. He put it on the table cautiously, and very slowly opened it up.

