OOC:
Your spot roll to see if you were followed was 18 + 3 = 21
You think you are safe. Hailing a cab isn't too hard in the area and before too long you are on your way to the safe house. Using the same spot check, you believe you aren't being followed. You order the taxi driver to take a round-about route anyway. He looks at you as if you are from another planet but, hey, it's his job to drive you where you ask him to.
Recovering nicely from the fright at the club, Neilan starts paying close attention at his unexpected escort.
-''Thanks... I guess.
But who the hell are you? You're not with the company, that much is for sure. They don't do these sort of cowboy antics anymore.
Your team was all over the place. Beside you, I counted three and unless the people outside were shooting at birds, there must have been at least a fifth member. That's a lot of people on the field at the same time. You're not here just to keep tab on me...
OOC: Obviously this takes place a few minute after the club. Ghostfox is now out of this scene.