A person can be careful and still get hurt. Frank doesn't doubt she's careful, but he knows how dangerous the world can be and how suddenly things can change.
He leans a little to keep his eye on her as she walks away from the car. Already, he's itching to follow her on foot, but he stays put. For now. So long as he's still got eyes on her, he might actually stay in the car. Maybe.
She does stick out. He hopes she doesn't get mugged on the way there.
Luckily, Karen finds that people tend to leave her alone if she looks like she has somewhere to be. She hasn't had to add a mugging on top of the troubles she invites on herself simply by the work she does. Yet.
She reaches the end of the block where she can see her source waiting in the shadows of the building there. Before she can greet him, he takes her arm and leads her into the convenience store.
Frank sits up in his seat when he sees the man put a hand on Karen, and then she's taken into the store. Well, that might be okay. He probably won't try anything with the clerk or any other customers in there.
Still, Frank's view isn't as good as it was. Karen said not to leave the car, but she didn't say he couldn't move the car, so he leaves the parking spot and claims one closer to the store. People sit in parked cars all the time in the city, so it won't look too strange.
Karen is aware on some level as she lets her source pull her into the store that it's very likely Frank will follow. They've never been in a situation quite like this before, but she knows him. Knows the way that he shoulders responsibility. Part of her thinks she should caution her source but she doesn't want to spook him.
"Hey, come on. There's some food in the back aisles. Let me grab you a few things while we talk." The younger man nods and they quickly make their way past the front window to the back of the store.
It was almost tolerable watching Karen through the window, but when she moves out of sight, Frank scowls and taps his fingers against the steering wheel. He's getting agitated now. Is she alright in there? What if the guy pulls a weapon on her? She's not in a back alley or something, but that didn't mean she was safe in the store.
Karen must've trusted the informant, at least a little bit, to let him take her in there. Frank does his best to wait for now. Maybe it was better if he watched the door to make sure no trouble followed them inside. For now, he stayed put... but it wasn't easy.
Trust is a tenuous thing. Especially when it comes to working with a source. So much hangs in the balance. The first few times she'd tried to connect with a source had been a miserable failure, but she'd figured out her niche. The pure determination that fueled her wouldn't let her settle for less.
Several long minutes passed before Karen hurried out of the little store, looking annoyed. She started to turn down the sidewalk and then realized that the car was closer, and a quick half smile quirked up her lips before she moved around the car and got in the passenger seat. "Let's get out of here. He ran out the back."
Frank was moments from rushing in to see if she was alright when Karen came out. There's a huge rush of relief at seeing her, even if she does look annoyed. At least she appears unharmed.
"Should we go after him?" Frank is already starting the car to give chase if that's the case. He doesn't know if Karen got the information she wanted, but it doesn't sound like it.
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He leans a little to keep his eye on her as she walks away from the car. Already, he's itching to follow her on foot, but he stays put. For now. So long as he's still got eyes on her, he might actually stay in the car. Maybe.
She does stick out. He hopes she doesn't get mugged on the way there.
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She reaches the end of the block where she can see her source waiting in the shadows of the building there. Before she can greet him, he takes her arm and leads her into the convenience store.
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Still, Frank's view isn't as good as it was. Karen said not to leave the car, but she didn't say he couldn't move the car, so he leaves the parking spot and claims one closer to the store. People sit in parked cars all the time in the city, so it won't look too strange.
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"Hey, come on. There's some food in the back aisles. Let me grab you a few things while we talk." The younger man nods and they quickly make their way past the front window to the back of the store.
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Karen must've trusted the informant, at least a little bit, to let him take her in there. Frank does his best to wait for now. Maybe it was better if he watched the door to make sure no trouble followed them inside. For now, he stayed put... but it wasn't easy.
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Several long minutes passed before Karen hurried out of the little store, looking annoyed. She started to turn down the sidewalk and then realized that the car was closer, and a quick half smile quirked up her lips before she moved around the car and got in the passenger seat. "Let's get out of here. He ran out the back."
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"Should we go after him?" Frank is already starting the car to give chase if that's the case. He doesn't know if Karen got the information she wanted, but it doesn't sound like it.