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I think people are like locks. Really complicated and frustrating, but you can’t force them. You have to take time and be fiddly.

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08-05 Daschell Mills ( on-going )

The little creepy town was creepy. It took Parker about two seconds to come up with that opinion. Finding hard facts, however, took a bit longer. She desperately wanted Hardison's hacking skills to get into the device that it took her five seconds to ditch.

She had a plan. She could follow the plan and everything would be all right. She'd never been caught. They couldn't catch her here either. She'd find an air duct, a building, a crack in something and slip through. She enumerated the bullet points in her head, forming a plan, giving herself a structure and laying a path that all resulted in her escape. She walked with her head down, arms wrapped tight around her body, feeling a bit like a trapped animal and trying not to think too much on that.

She wasn't trapped. She was THE Parker. They couldn't trap her.

Wasn't possible.