(Aiden's view)
I'm on my way to Bedbug's house. Damien calls me right away.
"I read the news today. Something about a high speed chase near Parker Square. Had all the hallmarks of Aiden Pearce."
I don't want to hear his bullshit, "Are you with Nicky?" I just want to talk to my sister.
"Of course! We read it together and I highlighted all your signature moves. She was quite alarmed. She doesn't seem to know you like I do."
I hate when he talks like we're close friends. Especially talking about Nicky. "Just get her on the phone."
"Now now. The IP address."
"Yeah. There's something inside Rossi-Fremont. Some kind of small server hidden behind the locked door and an army of gangbangers."
"Now you understand why I need your help. Have you found a way in?"
"I'm working on it. Let me talk to Nicky."
"Was that so painful?" He switches the phone to her.
"Aiden..."
"Hey— we're getting close. You'll be home soon." I ease my tone.
"What's going on? This guy talks like you two are friends."
"We're not friends. Not anymore. Nicky just... don't listen to his bullshit."
"You afraid he'll give up your secrets?" She jokingly says.
"I got no secrets." I laugh a little.
"Seriously, Aiden. You expect me to believe that? I'm your sister."
"Well, shouldn't my sister be cutting me a little slack?"
"Really? Oh, cause I'm being held by YOUR 'friend' and you need a little slack."
"Well... it sounds worse when you say it like that."
"Aw, have I hurt your feelings? I forget what a sensitive boy you are."
"You know me, heart on my sleeve."
And suddenly Damien switches back to his channel, "Fun's over. I hope your plan is a good one. Nicky does too." And then hangs up the phone.
I want to beat him in the face with my fist. But I need to be patient. If I don't follow his order, it's not good for anyone. He may hurt Nicky.
Just focus on Bedbug right now.
It's 14:00 p.m. I arrive at Bedbug's house and park the car beside the street. I get off and search the area with my phone. I'm taking a gamble with Bedbug but I have a bunch he's my perfect target. Doesn't have much, he has lot to lose. Easily intimidated. And ambitious, but lazy.
Alright, start with his home, tap his cellphone. Just record everything he says.
I find an error in the system and hack in. Through the camera, I can see Bedbug trying to find something in his room. And there's an old woman's voice coming from the other side of the room.
"You said you'd take me to the swap meet. Now, what is it you have to do that's so important?"
"Work, Gramma. I got work."
As they're talking, I install tracker on his phone.
"You got a job now? Why you didn't tell me?" The old woman asks.
"It's not like that, Gramma..."
"Oh, I see. It's not a job for Tyrone, it's a job for Bedbug."
"Aw com- Come on, Gramma."
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