Festy : Jeniffer used her contacts to get a transferral to a brand new Europol service : Group Ten.
Based in Brussels, Belgium, Group Ten investigates unusual murders, international serial killers, ritual gang killings, international sects, mass suicides, various different odds and ends. It took a long time to be established, but last week the bill finally got voted, and now you are the very first person on their payroll. Well , the second, really, because the creator of the service, Mr Vanderschot, is your superior officer.
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It's a rainy day. Belgium is famous for it. Miserable weather, good beer and chocolate. Well, two outta three is allright, I guess. You packed your things and they were picked up by the moving firm, on their way to your new appartement. Well, that's what you hope. The TGV (high speed train) slowly comes to a halt in the brandnew Brussels South Train Station. The usual commuters, Businessmen, Europarlementarians and tourist swirl around you as you exit the train, looking around not really knowing where to go. A mustachioed man stands at a distance, holding a plate with your name on it.
As you walk closer, he looks op . "Miss Archer?"
"Chow aar you doingk. Chi ahm Sergio, yhour Driver. Phlease fgollow."
You hope his driving skills are better then his english, or french.Any attempts at conversation are futile, because after two or three near misses you decide to let him concentrate on the hectic traffic. The 120 Km/H (80mph) signs are clearly meant as indicators of the minimum speed.
After about twenty minutes you arrive at an apartement in Leuven. The place is filled with your stuff, still in the boxes. Your furniture has been placed at random apparantly, but the view from you apartment window is excellent.It has even stopped raining...
Based in Brussels, Belgium, Group Ten investigates unusual murders, international serial killers, ritual gang killings, international sects, mass suicides, various different odds and ends. It took a long time to be established, but last week the bill finally got voted, and now you are the very first person on their payroll. Well , the second, really, because the creator of the service, Mr Vanderschot, is your superior officer.
....
It's a rainy day. Belgium is famous for it. Miserable weather, good beer and chocolate. Well, two outta three is allright, I guess. You packed your things and they were picked up by the moving firm, on their way to your new appartement. Well, that's what you hope. The TGV (high speed train) slowly comes to a halt in the brandnew Brussels South Train Station. The usual commuters, Businessmen, Europarlementarians and tourist swirl around you as you exit the train, looking around not really knowing where to go. A mustachioed man stands at a distance, holding a plate with your name on it.
As you walk closer, he looks op . "Miss Archer?"
"Chow aar you doingk. Chi ahm Sergio, yhour Driver. Phlease fgollow."
You hope his driving skills are better then his english, or french.Any attempts at conversation are futile, because after two or three near misses you decide to let him concentrate on the hectic traffic. The 120 Km/H (80mph) signs are clearly meant as indicators of the minimum speed.
After about twenty minutes you arrive at an apartement in Leuven. The place is filled with your stuff, still in the boxes. Your furniture has been placed at random apparantly, but the view from you apartment window is excellent.It has even stopped raining...
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