Daniel shuts down the bike, it locks itself into place and the lights turn themselves off. He steps off the bike and looks to Elena, jerking his head back and running a hand through his hair, clearly still wet and laden with product. He wiped his hand on his jacket and walked up, "What've you got for us?" he inquired.
"That building over there,"
Elena points it out, and begins addressing the group.
"...was recently the host of an illegal surgeon. Could be our guy, I'm not sure. Whoever it was has already abandoned the building, so there
shouldn't be anyone inside. I certainly don't expect that it is protected by a group of thugs. Be careful not to step on any needles. Some things to look for, I'm pretty handy with electronics stuff, also any personal effects are good too. I don't have a crime scene kit so we can't really sample anything, but some day I might be able to buy a dirty cop. That's the long and short of it. If I'm forgetting something, you oughtta tell me,"
"Someone else just contacted Elena expressing interest. Someone new. Seems you weren't the group's junior for very long."
You receive a text with the information.
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One Nevada Langley. An interesting name for an Aurum Anglo Saxon. "
"Did we drive in a circle? Isn't this where we left from?"
"Not quite, no," Elena comments.
