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Raymond Reddington was surprised to hear the last name Schule and was getting annoyed he kept looking at records the name keeps popping up in the records
Until he found information on a Adele Schule-Abbott and found her two sons a bit with one Schule and the other with Schule-Abbott
He went to meet with Adele Schule-Abbott where she worked he sat down at the table she was cleaning "Mrs Adele Schule-Abbott, where is your kid, Oliver Schule?"
Adele looks up from cleaning the table "He doesn't inform me of anything." Raymond looks surprised by this and chuckles slightly amused "Thank you." he stood up and went to sherlock Holmes
Sherlock is sitting in his thinking pose, Raymond put his gloves on as he enters the room and looks around walking in carefully and sat in the chair with a grin as he eyes everything and stood up and grabs the skull as he looks at sherlock then back at the skull with amusement as he thinks as he started to recite poetry
"O bowl that held the imprisonment fire, cup where the sacred essence used to burn the fluent essence that ne'er return, old home of aspiration and aspire: what art thou to honor and admire? A thing inconsequential one might spurn, Thou art ne'er the scattered ashes' urn."
Sherlock looks at Raymond and spoke as he was pulled from his thoughts with the poem coming from the Americans mouth "What do you want, Mr.Reddington?"
Raymond spoke "Oliver Charles. Schule, do you know where he is, Mr.Holmes?" Raymond lifts an eyebrow at him "And if you need or want anything contact me, Sherlock."
Sherlock lifts an eyebrow at him "A police officer, Raymond, he's either at his favorite place to eat or at the police station."
Raymond clicks his tongue "Huh, I guess, his home?" Sherlock lifts an eyebrow "Why are you interested in him?" Raymond thinks and spoke "his name keeps popping up, everywhere I look, he can't just be a police officer, where does he live?" Sherlock tells him
Raymond smiles slightly as he placed the skull back he went to the door and stopped as he looks at sherlock "Oh, and thank you, Sherlock." Raymond left to Oliver's home and smiles slightly as he sits down and chuckles slightly reading the texts wondering what Oliver's schedule is but doesn't ask his people he know's they would but he want's to relax for a bit he finds a record player and plays a record and sits down again
Oliver unlocks the door and notices that it was picklocked he sighs as he enters and goes to the kitchen and stopped in the doorway and looks where someone was sitting and tilts his head as he enters the kitchen and makes dinner for himself
he grabbed his phone and two candy bars and went where the man was sitting down at "Want one?" Raymond chuckles and nods "Sure, do you often give candy to men in your home."
Oliver smiles slightly "Nope, got nothing better to do while I'm waiting for my dinner." Oliver looks at his phone as he got a text message
We've got it, boss - IB
Oliver smiles slightly "that's good." He texts back
That's good, good job - OS
Raymond lifts an eyebrow at him "How do you occupy two jobs at the same time?" Oliver smiles "Oh that's easy, take my anger out on my walls, well not my wall, the closet walls, though all these criminal are so, low level that it's easy to guess where they are going to be."
Raymond chuckles "Arrogant, aren't ya?" Oliver opened his candy bar and bit into it Raymond continues "One day you will be caught." Oliver chuckles "By who, the Americans, MI6, Mycroft Holmes? That's rhetorical don't answer that." Raymond chuckles slightly
Oliver looks at his phone and gets his dinner with a smile as he gets himself a plate and got food on it "I know what you are thinking you can try to betray me, but one problem with that, you might need me for something later on think of that, Mr.Reddington." he smiles as he sits at the table and started to eat his food