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"I suppose I'll look into a few of their places of interest, see if anything can be brought up. Do try to be inconspicuous everyone, I doubt they're dumb enough to believe no one will be after them."
"Well, let's get started shall we? Let's start small, pay their homes a visit. Someone should do it alone, in case they're not there but watching the places to see if anyone's hunting them. That way we can scope them out without looking too suspicious.
"Alright Mr. Lawrence, consider the job taken. Now, where pray tell can we find these fools?"
"Well, clear enough. Two questions though: Where are we dropping the artifact off, and how badly do you want these three fine individuals dead?"
A wry smile stretches across Goldy's face as he approaches the elevator, "Indeed, would've been a real shame to find out the old bugger'd spent his final days wallowing in his own filth in a dive like this. Now, let's find out where this rabbit hole leads, shall we?"
Adrian stretches slowly as he exits the plane, basking for a moment in the glaring sunlight before quickly proceeding down the wheeled staircase. Removing a pair of sunglasses from inside his jacket, he quickly places them in front of his eyes and makes a quick survey of his surroundings. At least the weather'll be nicer. He thought as a melancholic grin stretched itself across his face. Quickly noticing the company's troll wandering off in search of a taxi, Goldylocks quickly moves to follow. "You look more miserable than me," He says, again reaching inside his suit jacket, this time producing a metal flask that he takes a quick swig from. "Cheer up a bit, we're here to collect a boatload of money from a dear old departed friend. At least try and look grateful." |