The keys sat next to the laptop. Mitch scrolled down, rubbing his chin and muttering to himself. Behind him, Kathy paced and looked over his shoulder when she passed, taking in bits and pieces of the sites he read.
"This isn't a major excavation. We just need to check out the property." She went to grab the keys, but his hand closed on them first. Her fingers closed on the back of his hand.
"People go into abandoned places like this, some of them to look around or scrounge things. Sometimes homeless people set up shop in them. We want to make sure that we can get around safely."
"There won't be any homeless people." Kathy walked over to the love seat and stretched out across it.
"Maybe not, but it's still an old factory, filled with rotted out sections and rusting machinery. If we're going to look it all over, we'll need to be prepared." He turned around to talk to her. The screen flashed with some promise of prizes, or free porn. Kathy had seen enough of those ads running alongside columns of text describing modern day looting.
"Then let's bring the police to help us make the first round through. Or just ask them if they ever have any problems with the building." She smiled, tapping one of her pink nails against her lips.
"No. Not right away." He turned back to the screen.
"Then, let's just go and do it."
"I'll put together all the stuff we need, and we'll go Friday."
She sighed. "One of these weeks you will need to take me on a proper date, you know."
"This will be. After checking out the abandoned factory we'll get dinner, and maybe catch a movie. In, out, and then on to a fun night."
"Is there time for a shower in there?"
"We won't even break a sweat."
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