“Cisco,” Eobard began, warningly. He cut himself off with a sigh. He would not lose his temper around Cisco again. He would try, anyway. “Am I to assume you don’t really want me to leave? Because I am content to, uh, hang around.”
“I’ll find the lady and get back to you as soon as I get her name, okay? I’ll have to look around town. I think I have an idea of where she’s at, so I’ll give you a call as soon as I get the chair.” Cisco stated, booting up his computer. He knew that he had to look at that chair, and fast.
Cisco backup 