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Dear X-Factor folks:
Don't ask why I was answering your phones -- I don't know either. All I have to say is a woman named Callisto called, and wanted you to have the following information: a bomb is going to go off in Penn Station soonish....I guess it's the Tunnelers? Any chance you want to go halfers on this? I have some people who want to feel redeemed after that penthouse debacle. Not me, mind you -- I like my junk where it is. Sue and Bobbi, maybe a few others though, still want to stay involved. Thought I'd ask you first before you felt I stepped on toes, since, again, I answered your phone.
- Warren
PS: Actually...maybe I'll just call you if you don't answer this in a few minutes. Since, well...bomb and all.
PPS: I'll wait.
PPPS: Calling now.
Felicia,
How do I love thee...let me count the ways....that involve your teammates potentially coming down and helping a bro in need. Seems that what happened in December isn't so isolated. I've asked for help from XFactor, and my team is going to be getting involved but you guys are the spies, and sneaky is a requisite for this.
Oh shit -- should I encode this email? Did we ever discuss code words? I mean... This is an excellent time of year for pineapples. Tuna fish might bring out the acidity, but not like tomatoes.
Got it? Good.
- W
PS: Jesus, why do I keep emailing? I'm just going to call you.
[group text to XFI]
Well, redemption comes early my friends. Whoever wants to deal with the whole penthouse crap, head to Penn station. Potential bomb. X Force, X Factor will be there. Go forth and be cordial. Kick ass. I'll be waiting at the office with chinese food.
Don't ask why I was answering your phones -- I don't know either. All I have to say is a woman named Callisto called, and wanted you to have the following information: a bomb is going to go off in Penn Station soonish....I guess it's the Tunnelers? Any chance you want to go halfers on this? I have some people who want to feel redeemed after that penthouse debacle. Not me, mind you -- I like my junk where it is. Sue and Bobbi, maybe a few others though, still want to stay involved. Thought I'd ask you first before you felt I stepped on toes, since, again, I answered your phone.
- Warren
PS: Actually...maybe I'll just call you if you don't answer this in a few minutes. Since, well...bomb and all.
PPS: I'll wait.
PPPS: Calling now.
Felicia,
How do I love thee...let me count the ways....that involve your teammates potentially coming down and helping a bro in need. Seems that what happened in December isn't so isolated. I've asked for help from XFactor, and my team is going to be getting involved but you guys are the spies, and sneaky is a requisite for this.
Oh shit -- should I encode this email? Did we ever discuss code words? I mean... This is an excellent time of year for pineapples. Tuna fish might bring out the acidity, but not like tomatoes.
Got it? Good.
- W
PS: Jesus, why do I keep emailing? I'm just going to call you.
[group text to XFI]
Well, redemption comes early my friends. Whoever wants to deal with the whole penthouse crap, head to Penn station. Potential bomb. X Force, X Factor will be there. Go forth and be cordial. Kick ass. I'll be waiting at the office with chinese food.
Email to Warren
Date: 2016-02-05 08:14 pm (UTC)FH
PS You're the worst. How are you a billionaire detective? Wait, I answered my own question.