Insight's "The Silent Partner" IC

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Pierson strains his hearing, but the sounds from the bar are just to much to filter out for him. He looks at jack for another idea, or if they want to leave, leaving this place alone.
 
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Jack does have one more trick up his sleeve. He goes up to the guard and says "Look man, our friend never told us there was going too need a password. Probably slipped his mind, knowing him. However, we still would like to talk to him if possible. Is there anyway you can help us?"
 

Kidnap? Renna repeats in her mind disbelievingly. For a movie?!

The coincidence was too much. Especially when she realized that this place had been suggested by a guy on the set. Was he bringing actors here to be kidnapped?

And if so, why? Actors were poor! They couldn't afford ransoms! They had very little to offer any kind of criminal!

Worse, they were making it sound as if the kidnappings were related to the movie. She knew they were having financial problems...what if they'd borrowed money from hoodlums, who were now kidnapping actors to scare them into paying up?

No. Renna stopped herself before it went too far. The fact was that she had no idea what was going on. She hadn't heard enough to understand. She had to find out more.

Moving carefully, trying not to attract attention, Renna made her way to the chairs and little table and took a look around to see if any clues had been left behind.
 

Jack does have one more trick up his sleeve. He goes up to the guard and says "Look man, our friend never told us there was going too need a password. Probably slipped his mind, knowing him. However, we still would like to talk to him if possible. Is there anyway you can help us?"

The stoic guard stands stonefaced as ever. His head slowly turns to the left and then to the right. It's almost as if the guard is making sure no one is looking.

"What's this friend's name?"
 

Moving carefully, trying not to attract attention, Renna made her way to the chairs and little table and took a look around to see if any clues had been left behind.

OOC: Have Renna make a Spot Hidden check. She will still see some stuff anyway, but I'd like to see if she sees something rather small and important first.
 


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"Mr George Martin. We will start to work on a project together. soon."
Pierson says, trying to be helpful.

Jack does have one more trick up his sleeve. He goes up to the guard and says "Look man, our friend never told us there was going too need a password. Probably slipped his mind, knowing him. However, we still would like to talk to him if possible. Is there anyway you can help us?"


"Oh, yeah," the guard mutters. "I know the guy. He can be kind of a loud mouth, if you know what I mean. And if you're truly a friend of his, you do."

He beckons the two of you really close.

"Look, George Martin isn't liked by some folks here. You seem like all right gents to me. The password is "Houdini". Now, play along."

The guard stands up straight and looks around. "Password?" he says rather loudly and forcefully.
 

Moving carefully, trying not to attract attention, Renna made her way to the chairs and little table and took a look around to see if any clues had been left behind.

Renna finds quite a few bits of cigars and cigarettes in the ashtray and all over the ground. There are a few matchbooks as well. Renna also finds a small stack of pamphlets and playbills on the seat of one of the chairs.

Renna also hears laughter and loud talking from an open door nearby. This appears to be the door through which the men she was observing entered the building.
 


Renna quickly takes a matchbook, a pamphlet, and a playbill and just as quickly stuffs them all in the pocket of her coat. It feels oddly like she's stealing, and she can't help looking wildly around to see if anyone saw her. When the alley proves empty she relaxes a tiny fraction, and stands paralyzed for a moment; torn between investigating the invitingly open door, and simply leaving with what little she had...and her life.

In the end, she winds up drifting towards the door, hoping to glean more about their intended targets. Without opening it more, she tries to peek through the opening, and listen for any more news about kidnapping or movies...
 

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