"Here's the coords, Hawatari-san. Happy hunting!" Lou grins as he pings the details of a street address to your commcode.
Upon inspection, it's about a 15-20 minute drive away, on the eastern edge of the Basement.
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"You're a cool customer, eh, Hawatari-san? Been in the biz for a while, I take it. I like working with a professional. It's a nice change of pace for this drek hole 'hood." He grins a bit and holds up a finger in the universal 'one second' motion. After a short delay, his grin fades and he turns serious once more, "Seems like we have some unknowns working in the area. A contractor team has been dispatched to look into a possible incursion, and this 'coincidence' seems all too convenient. And I don't believe in coincidences." His eyes narrow and lips tighten even further, a less emotionally controlled man might even have veins popping from his forehead, "I don't like complications in my business. We manage our area quite nicely, and with an utmost concern for the local population. A hostile advancement could prove costly. Very well, Hawatari-san, here's what I can tell you for the moment; my organization has engaged an independent team to investigate a church on the southeast edge of the Basement. I await an update from their handler. If you can provide descriptions or further particulars as to your targets, perhaps the two will synergize nicely."
"Could have been Cutters? Yesterday? Got any other particulars on this job? If they're freelancers working in the Basement, they should know better. And if they're members of our organization, why would I give you information on them?" Lou seems interested, raising an eyebrow at your description of the group you're looking for. "Maybe we can work something out, you got a couple of minutes while I make some calls? This commcode gonna be good to reach you back in a few?" Lou keeps his cool, even with his face displayed, it's rather tough to read his expression. |