Wednesday 1.28

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Crawford passed through the living room without a word, heading out the door and down to the parking garage.  There was no need to repeat himself. He had to trust that Schuldig would follow the order to stay alert and pass it on the Nagi as well. If he started to question Schuldig's loyalty, it was the beginning of the end for Schwarz. And without a vision to confirm or deny, he had inadvertantly planted his own seed of doubt. 

Farfarello, on the other hand, was never a question in his mind. His psychosis was manageable and he was almost predictable when it came to the team.  It was overly optimistic expecting the man to keep Schuldig in check. But still, this fuck up was not sliding by either of them.

"I am not going to ask how this happened." Crawford was still eerily composed on the elevator ride down. Just once he glanced over his swollen knuckles and with a flex of his fingers put the minor damage out of his mind. "But I do want to know why you didn't remain to complete this idiotically simple mission."