Zen wasn't prepared for this. Someone was after him. And he wouldn't have known if it weren't for Grape. Grape had been at Deez Nights when a man who definitely seemed like a main character came breezing through. According to Grape, he immediately sat down next to Pear, an act that, before then, was unheard of. He had somehow gotten information out of him, but Grape hadn't heard what. What he did know was that this mysterious man was definitely after Zen. His return to the night club an hour later confirmed it. With what he had found out, Grape had come to Zen with a proposition.
"Hunt this man down and kill 'im. In return, I'll pay you as though I hired you, and your name stays out of it. If all goes south, I'll take the fall."
"Why risk your own skin like that?" Zen asked, slicing off the tip of his cigar.
"Because I believe in your cause. And I think these streets need more people like you. After all, messes gotta be cleaned up, amiright?"
Zen gave a morbid chuckle. "If that's what you stand for, I suppose I can respect it. Aright, what do you know about this guy?"
"Seems like his name is Fox. Had to do a bit of a ringaround to get that name, so I hope it helps ya out. Apparently Fareeha knew 'im, so you might want to check with her. She didn't seem too talkative when I asked, but she might listen to you."
Zen started to walk off when Grape called out.
"Oh, and Zen? Be careful."
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Treya Street was as unwelcoming as ever. It ran deep within what would be called the red light district of Doubluwi city, and there was a crime behind every coin that passed through the place. Any sane man would never come here alone, much less at night; Fox was an exception. This felt like home to him, a place where those who knew his face pretended like they didn't, and those who didn't pretended they did. He glanced once more at the picture GaoLi had given him, raising it up to line up with the building in front of him.He'd found it, jazz poster and all.
He squinted down at the two people, trying to make out their figures. They were too far to identify, but Fox spotted another person barely on the edge of the frame. A face he'd recognize anywhere: Whale.
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Twitchy
Misteri / ThrillerA story written for a small twitch community that I've grown very fond of. Picture is not mine. Was it Doc? Was it Zen? Could there be a darker truth? Put on your fedora and turn up the jazz, it's about to get dark in here. Optional playlist to list...
