>>38101697It is difficult to follow the path of Tau Ceti as it traces along the sky behind the planet above, but the glow has shifted slightly as the hours go on.
"So you're telling me someone paid you to hang from the side of a building and what, shoot at looters? And you have no idea who this person is?"
"That sounds familiar, actually." You whisper. Lyle grimaces.
"I told you. Was told to... watch the place..." the man strains to swallow between labored breaths. "until the demolition."
"By who?"
He attempt to shake his head, but only manages to wiggle his jaw. "Don't know." He says, the air whistling through missing teeth and split lips. He shudders with a brief muscle spasm as he tries to cough, sending a light mist of blood from his mouth. "Said someone would be coming. Looking. Lay a trap for em."
"So how did they tell you that? Dead drop, shitty phone line? Does he show up in a raincoat with a poped collar in an abandoned parking garage, what?"
"I know a guy, at a local joint. Finds jobs. Names Pete." He tries to open an eye, managing only to squint from one of his swollen buses.
Lyle leans in closer. "Alright then, tell me about Pete."
Elsewhere, on the other side of the district, your flies watch as Jackob continues to drink at the bar of a club. He swirls the drink in his hand. He quickly brings his finger to his ear and clicks the radio.
"Yea?"
"Found a guy, who knows a guy, who knows a guy. Tried to shoot me at Lee's place." Lyle says.
"Shit, you okay?"
"Yea, but I was wondering if you know a guy named Pete? Hangs out in your district apparently."
"Yea, actually, he's known for arranging jobs and fencing the goods, you know, robberies, smash and grabs, small time stuff usually. Hell I could probably find him right now." He seems to eye various tables in the club as he speaks.
"Might as well, it sounds like he's a bit in over his head though. See if you can find out what he knows, figure out who wanted Lee's apartment looked over."
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