Dead troopers. Schutta. This is going to be an exhausting day.
"How long have they been there?" Sheriff Syal Corekki asked his deputy. He could guess the answer himself, but it was always good to check how the juniors were developing.
"Don't know for sure until we fish them out, but I'd say just last night. It'd smell worse if they'd been in for a few days."
"This whole district stinks anyway. I don't know how we'd tell the difference. Have you got your datapad?"
"Yeah, where's yours?"
"I make a habit of leaving it at the station these days. I don't like the idea that it might be recording me."
"You have to stop with these conspiracy theories."
"Call it survival instinct. Anyway, give me a scan of the warehouses within a few blocks of here. Any tagged with gangs or crews that we know?"
"Let me see. Yeah - two. One is tied to a company that's a front for the Twin Snakes. The other one is a stash site for Vine Storm Collective."
"Vine Storm. Interesting. I think we'll need to pay Tench a visit."
This story continues in the Nexu Creek Distillery build.



