Masks of Nyarlathotep: Chapter 2 (London)

"I don't know if having our things shipped to the new hotel from teh old one is a good idea or not. Sure, we might risk the chance at being followed if we go back ourselves, but at least the hotel will not have a record of where we moved to."
 

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"Well, one night without our things won't kill us. Let's give it a bit of time so we can think it over and see if anything else... happens. I'd rather concentrate on something else than mysterious spies. I'd rather doubt Mr. Gavigan could have gotton someone to follow us so quickly..." Miriam muses.
 

"Alright. We will leave our things there for now, and will work out some way to courier them to us at the new hotel without being followed later. For now, how do we intend to contact Mr. al-Sayed? We may as well make use of the rest of this afternoon."
 


Jack produces a slip of paper from his notes with an address written on it. "Tewfik al-Sayed has a shop on Ardour Street in Soho. I think that's our next stop."
 

Your taxi drops you off in front of the spice shop of Tewfik al-Sayed on Ardour street in Soho. It is a small, neat, two-story building. Looking at the sign out front the shop will close in about 30 minutes (5 PM).
 



Miriam looks at her watch. "Well we had better hurry or the store will close before we figure out what we want to ask the man."
 

"All Right. Masbut." Jibril frowns. "Let us go in, and find out what we can, but the less he knows about who we are and what we are doing the better, until we are sure of who this man is. That we are researching the Carlyle expedition should be enough information for him, don't you think? Shall we go in?"
 

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