[ Sounds like—? Heine scowls; he needs to know the rest of that message, but his attempt at looking casual seems to have failed. Two bulky men in suits come to stand next to his table, one taking off his sunglasses to get a better look. ]
Come with us and we won't cause a scene.
[ Still scowling, Heine turns toward them. ]
What are you talking about? You got some kind of problem?
[ Done with talking, one of the men grabs him by the arm. The other picks up his laptop, and off they go. Great. Heine is sure that Joel can hear everything they're saying over the comm, and he can hear some murmuring from a distance on Joel's end. ]
Hey! Let go. [ Making an attempt at seeming indignant, Heine struggles (half-heartedly) as he's hauled away from the cafe and toward their car.
Well, at least he didn't have to finish that salad.
The men drive him over to the facility, not responding to any of his questions. Not that he'd expected anything else. As they're bringing him in a side door toward what he assumes is a holding room, Heine mutters to Joel under his breath: ] Put the decoder on a wall. Any wall.
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Come with us and we won't cause a scene.
[ Still scowling, Heine turns toward them. ]
What are you talking about? You got some kind of problem?
[ Done with talking, one of the men grabs him by the arm. The other picks up his laptop, and off they go. Great. Heine is sure that Joel can hear everything they're saying over the comm, and he can hear some murmuring from a distance on Joel's end. ]
Hey! Let go. [ Making an attempt at seeming indignant, Heine struggles (half-heartedly) as he's hauled away from the cafe and toward their car.
Well, at least he didn't have to finish that salad.
The men drive him over to the facility, not responding to any of his questions. Not that he'd expected anything else. As they're bringing him in a side door toward what he assumes is a holding room, Heine mutters to Joel under his breath: ] Put the decoder on a wall. Any wall.