Venaticus had used the last few days gathering information and he had a lot now. Triads were being arrested in a slow but steady stream via anonymous tips and hints. On top of that, he had made serious progress on the second elf case. In fact, this morning he had captured and arrested the guy who had hired the assassin. The information he had gathered from him was exactly what he needed. People tend to talk more when their other option is a torture chamber marshaled by NeoNET security.
Funny, even though I branched away from them and spent so much time planning and executing an escape, I still work with them all the time. Life is ironic that way.
The hit was ordered by some short chubby guy with an elf fetish, bald head and overall a pretty pathetic human who was preparing a suicide for a few days. Possibly some strange ritual found on the matrix but he told Venaticus that he made the assassination out of love, though in reality it was probably lust. Either way, the man was now in jail and he had the assassination order too. A large organization known as the Wings. Now Venaticus had to either find the leader, or the assassin and arrest him or her. He had already received an agreed upon payment of four thousand for finding the guy. Which while it was enough for the husband, was not enough for Venaticus.
The Dragon's Lair was in Venaticus's window. It was something Venaticus had been to as well, to arrest people granted, but he had still known the surroundings. Venaticus had arrived just as time, the wheels of his car seeming to protest even entering the area. Once he had stepped out, he ordered the car away.
First time I left it here, the wheels ended up missing. Not having that happen again, though this does raise the question as to who Wulf keeps in his company.
When Venaticus entered, he saw Finwe sitting alone. Better late to make acquaintances than never. He sat down near him and said "Hello there, I don't think we ever bothered to talk."
Funny, even though I branched away from them and spent so much time planning and executing an escape, I still work with them all the time. Life is ironic that way.
The hit was ordered by some short chubby guy with an elf fetish, bald head and overall a pretty pathetic human who was preparing a suicide for a few days. Possibly some strange ritual found on the matrix but he told Venaticus that he made the assassination out of love, though in reality it was probably lust. Either way, the man was now in jail and he had the assassination order too. A large organization known as the Wings. Now Venaticus had to either find the leader, or the assassin and arrest him or her. He had already received an agreed upon payment of four thousand for finding the guy. Which while it was enough for the husband, was not enough for Venaticus.
The Dragon's Lair was in Venaticus's window. It was something Venaticus had been to as well, to arrest people granted, but he had still known the surroundings. Venaticus had arrived just as time, the wheels of his car seeming to protest even entering the area. Once he had stepped out, he ordered the car away.
First time I left it here, the wheels ended up missing. Not having that happen again, though this does raise the question as to who Wulf keeps in his company.
When Venaticus entered, he saw Finwe sitting alone. Better late to make acquaintances than never. He sat down near him and said "Hello there, I don't think we ever bothered to talk."
