Daniel
I chuckle. Damn straight, Grandbanks. My brow scrunches as I try to think what I've heard about trading in the Corr. I got no idea about whether we'll be able to spend cash, though. I got a feeling, though, that the kind of people who are used to taking cash are going to be the same kind of people selling bootlegged sh-t. I down some more coffee. Right, Riko?
Oh, and Grandbanks, you know I can hook you guys up with some decent boom. I smile, and try to look like I don't feel the bottom sinking out when I talk about giving away, or even lending out, my stock. Shake it off, though, the sh-t in this briefcase is going to make everything okay.
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Riko
I shrug, I suppose we could get this all put on cred sticks... although that would be a lot of trouble you have to admit. If it ends up we need to do that we might want to wait until we're out of town anyway. I think that's our best plan. Anyhow I'll see you guys back here in a few ya? I won't be too long.
I head off back towards my apartment, not in such a hurry a this time. Things are looking pretty good. Maybe I'll pack a few things to bring with me just in case too.
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Grandbanks
Daniel offers, Oh, and Grandbanks, you know I can hook you guys up with some decent boom.
Naw, that's cool, Daniel. I got somethin already. Just a little pistol, old as hell, but works. Don't make any sense runnin a place with a full register and liquor shelf and not keepin around somethin to wave around or punch holes in people if you gotta.
I'm gonna be keepin my share of the money in cash still in the plastic for a while. Easier to tuck away like that.
Riko heads out the front, and I call, You oughtta get some sleep, girl. I ain't leavin till after the lunch rush anyways. She won't listen to me. Gonna be up on those Nets till we leave playin detective.
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Daniel
I watch Riko leave, and turn back to Grandbanks. I've got my bike outside, gotta go fill up, but after that I'm ready to go whenever you guys are.
I stroll out of the diner and head out to fill up my bike's poor empty fuel tanks.
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Riko
Grandbanks shouts, "You oughtta get some sleep, girl. I ain't leavin till after the lunch rush anyways." as I walk out. I look over my shoulder and wave as I walk off. "You're sweet Grandbanks, I'll be fine don't worry."
15 minutes later, here I am on the Net again. I grabbed a bag for the loot right when I walked in the door, but I've got a while before we're meeting up at Eddie's again.
For John:
Spoiler:
[sblock]On the walk back over here I got to wondering about this character who's dropped this whole mess in my lap. I try to track down who he might be using all the clues I can think of. I look up people who might have been the first to find Juilette's body... realtives, co-workers, police officers. Those rings around his wrists have me looking up jail records, people who just got out recently or inmates missing.[/sblock]
I chuckle. Damn straight, Grandbanks. My brow scrunches as I try to think what I've heard about trading in the Corr. I got no idea about whether we'll be able to spend cash, though. I got a feeling, though, that the kind of people who are used to taking cash are going to be the same kind of people selling bootlegged sh-t. I down some more coffee. Right, Riko?
Oh, and Grandbanks, you know I can hook you guys up with some decent boom. I smile, and try to look like I don't feel the bottom sinking out when I talk about giving away, or even lending out, my stock. Shake it off, though, the sh-t in this briefcase is going to make everything okay.
---
Riko
I shrug, I suppose we could get this all put on cred sticks... although that would be a lot of trouble you have to admit. If it ends up we need to do that we might want to wait until we're out of town anyway. I think that's our best plan. Anyhow I'll see you guys back here in a few ya? I won't be too long.
I head off back towards my apartment, not in such a hurry a this time. Things are looking pretty good. Maybe I'll pack a few things to bring with me just in case too.
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Grandbanks
Daniel offers, Oh, and Grandbanks, you know I can hook you guys up with some decent boom.
Naw, that's cool, Daniel. I got somethin already. Just a little pistol, old as hell, but works. Don't make any sense runnin a place with a full register and liquor shelf and not keepin around somethin to wave around or punch holes in people if you gotta.
I'm gonna be keepin my share of the money in cash still in the plastic for a while. Easier to tuck away like that.
Riko heads out the front, and I call, You oughtta get some sleep, girl. I ain't leavin till after the lunch rush anyways. She won't listen to me. Gonna be up on those Nets till we leave playin detective.
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Daniel
I watch Riko leave, and turn back to Grandbanks. I've got my bike outside, gotta go fill up, but after that I'm ready to go whenever you guys are.
I stroll out of the diner and head out to fill up my bike's poor empty fuel tanks.
---
Riko
Grandbanks shouts, "You oughtta get some sleep, girl. I ain't leavin till after the lunch rush anyways." as I walk out. I look over my shoulder and wave as I walk off. "You're sweet Grandbanks, I'll be fine don't worry."
15 minutes later, here I am on the Net again. I grabbed a bag for the loot right when I walked in the door, but I've got a while before we're meeting up at Eddie's again.
For John:
Spoiler:
[sblock]On the walk back over here I got to wondering about this character who's dropped this whole mess in my lap. I try to track down who he might be using all the clues I can think of. I look up people who might have been the first to find Juilette's body... realtives, co-workers, police officers. Those rings around his wrists have me looking up jail records, people who just got out recently or inmates missing.[/sblock]