TRANSCRIPT:APARTMENT ■ 00/00/00 ■
A long second passes.
The skin at Conrad's nape turns blue and callous.
An orange eye opens.
The thing in Michel's hand goes still.
Looking.
Looking back.
Michel lowers his arm.
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MICHEL [AWOL]
:
Lucky. Yours still listens to you.
TRANSCRIPT:OUTSIDE APARTMENT ■ 00/00/00 ■
Back on the street, Conrad walks slower than usual. She looks at the case, heavier now.
"Michel A. – xx/xx/xx PROPERTY OF BR-UNIFIED WET SYSTEMS"
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CONRAD [CLEANER-CONTRACTOR]
:
...Property.
She stops at the end of the block. Turns.
Michel’s back out on the balcony, a vague silhouette against a red-orange sky, Leaning on the railing.
Yet another cigarette burns down between his fingers.
When he notices her watching, he doesn’t wave. Just raises the cigarette slightly, like a toast. Then he crushes it flat in the tray and walks back inside.
...
The balcony light goes out.
Conrad stands there for a second longer, then pulls out her phone.
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CONRAD (Texting) [CLEANER-CONTRACTOR]
:
Got it.
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CONRAD (Texting) [CLEANER-CONTRACTOR]
:
He's Done.