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Organization 48
Location: Landing Archipelago.Location: Giraffe Neck IslandTime : Friday, 01:50Barry made the most of his emna-infused combat body. Maneuvering between the few land-paying mobiles, he ran straight to the first pier. He held back the urge to jump into the water right there, turned left and ran all the way to a bend in the river. There, closer to the opposite shore, lay the northernmost, small island from the Landing group. Too narrow and too swampy for anything to be built on.But overgrown with small shrubs, with the ruins of a mansion. In which was the last unopened cache of the merry fellow Dimmy. He really wanted to retire. But I didn't, ha.The downpour caught Lean in the middle of the river. Chemistry in the blood seethed, making it difficult to get hypothermia. And, of course, get under the propellers of ships passing by. In every distant hum of Barry's clapping his arms wide, there were biobots flying over his soul. And in every dissatisfied snort of the urdaleb, who came ou
Organization 49
Location : Old CityLocation: street of the Eighth Highest, 45Time : Wednesday, 19:35. Six months two weeks from the date of arrival of the Candidate. Autumn season.The old city had long seemed dilapidated to Ernest, sometimes not very attractive, but on the whole a fairly decent and smoothed fragment of the past. Well, the one where there are not nine, but four races in the City, and people have just received the rights of charters. Inclusions like Besilny and Pierce only emphasized how much the Old City did not care about the flow of life in the universe. However, perhaps, A.N. has not been to such corners of the region yet.Although the outer building, covering the courtyard from the side of the street, looked relatively decent (not a single broken window is already an achievement), the state of the "inside" reminded Ernest of some plundered settlements. Moreover, they were plundered after a good bombardment. At the nearest to A.N. the end wall of the house collapsed (judging by
Organization 50
Location : New CityLocation: Legionnaires Avenue 31aTime : Wednesday, 21:40.Finally, all icons changed color to green. Everything is ready for communication. It only remained to wait for the curator. Finally, after three small sips (there was a long conversation and one mug of beer ahead), a signal rang out. Ernest combed his hair, settled himself comfortably. However, the curator's head never appeared. But suddenly a cheerful voice appeared. Female. Young. But unfamiliar.- You can drag a bottle, I'm not a Battle and I'm calm about alcohol.- What about tobacco? - found A.N.“Put yourself all you want,” the girl sighed, as if rolling her eyes.- Have we met? Ernest raised an eyebrow. He went over in his memory all the scraps of voices and associations associated with the Lair, but he could not find an analogy.- Not at all. I'm Marie, your new curator. And you understand, I know all your ins and outs.“I hope you don’t have a list of my exes,” A.N. blurted
Organization 52
Location : New CityLocation: Prospect Pervaya Rasa, 122Time : Thursday, 13:34The alarm clock worked like clockwork. I woke up for the first time, dutifully reacted to the postponement. He woke him up a second time, ten minutes later, and resolutely refused to turn off, infuriating the candidate with a different frequency sound. And when the adrenaline in the blood exceeded the norm for sleep, it abruptly turned off.A.N. with quiet curses somehow got out of bed. I trudged to the combine, started cooking chicken broth, pulled out a ready-made sandwich with smoked meats. He activated the coffee maker and dragged himself into the shower.Jacques Gaspard didn't get Ernest drunk. It's just that with each misunderstood item of the educational program he knocked over a glass. And there were too many of them, despite the fact that the lawyer bypassed the subtleties of etiquette and focused only on what should not be done categorically. As a result, A.N. pretty drunk. Although he upset alco
Organization 53
Place : Soap factoriesLocation: dusterTime : Thursday, 13:01A broker in a small bar in Novy Gorod, deeply bogged down in actions on the verge of fraud, spoke about Shostak's aggressive actions. He actively bought up small firms if he suspected they were a danger to his activities. He unleashed several stock market panics, including the last one, which followed the crisis at the Soap Factory. Many have lost a mountain of money, and two large funds are kept afloat solely by the only occasionally interrupted sale of assets.The broker saved an important nuance for last. The purpose was mainly involved in finance and investment in the field of interracial trade. However, not so long ago, the funds controlled by Shostak began to very actively climb into the security sphere, mainly by buying up shares of the security services. There were rumors about the purchase of the entire "Gagana" in its entirety, with debts, an affiliated brothel and a recreation center.As another informant of Erne
Organization 54
Location : Old CityLocation: street of the Third Highest, 12. Hotel "Winding"Time : Friday, 02:14From the Igni, Ernest went straight to a hotel not far from the occulatory. Small family hotel, silent porter, "green" segregation. Cleanliness, hot water and no calls with the offer of "fairies". Great place to unwind before business. Although it was forbidden to smoke in the rooms, the room opened onto a private balcony, which offered a great view of the rusty roofs and the azure ribbon of the river.In principle, everything needed for the task was already in the room. His calculations A.N. didn't even trust the papers. Only to himself, carefully structuring the information received from informants in the brain. The suit was delivered in the evening, a set of pocket weapons (for one evening, just something) and technical accessories - already in the middle of the night. By that time, Ernest had been studying the plan of the building for several hours. They were provided at the first r
Organization 55
Location : Old CityLocation: street of the Third Highest, 9. Occulatory, first floor.Time : Friday, 18:50Marie's joke helped - Ernest smiled against his will. And he began to study reception. The location of the snack tables and the material of the countertops (they could be potential hiding places). Chairs, cabinets and other furniture that can be brought down on the enemy's head. Lancet windows and areas shot through from the outside. Finally, those present themselves - first of all, the human genostatus."Don't look too closely at faces, sun," Marie purred in the snail.“I know,” A.N. answered shortly. “But I still hope to see familiar faces and glances.Why?- It will be easier to understand the situation.Ernest did not like noisy receptions and big companies. In them, he tried to be as inconspicuous and sober as possible, despite any atmosphere of solemnity and unobtrusive general interest. And the current technique was complicated by several factors a
Organization 56
Location : Old CityLocation: street of the Third Highest, 9. Occulatory, second floor.Time : Friday, 19:16Shostak did not shake the hand extended by Ernest. He only grimaced, grunted, and finally slowly began to speak.“I want to say,” a hoarse baritone with pauses for some smacking, “that you were very persistent.- And there is a reason for this, - A.N. answered quietly, not taking his calm gaze off. Well, buddy, take it easy. Show your gut.“I know, I know…” a sluggish movement of the paw, “more than one order of yours has warned me of a possible attack. My assistant,” a nod to the departed girl, “even advised me to ignore the ceremony. Although I poured a bunch of Monero into it. You know, compensation to the victim's family, legal delays, the buffet table, biased media articles...- And why did you refuse? Did you pour in that much?“A lot,” grunted the philanthropist. — But in dealings with the "owners" it is better not to be stingy. Especially when it's fucking politics at s