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Kenneth Kenneth sends a quick reply, <<Yes sir, I will be there.>> He then spends the rest of the day doing random errands in prep for any job he's being put on. Cleaning his guns, oiling his jacket and polishing his boots. making sure all his spare ammunition is prepped and ready. He also spends a bit of time taking 3K off his credsticks and turning it into Script encase he needs to bribe anyone in a neighborhood where Credsticks aren't as useful while on the job. Basically getting himself as prepared as he would if he was going on an investigation in the Rangers. When the time comes to show up he'll be 5 minutes early, polished, clean and ready.
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Kenneth Kenneth listens and then eyes everyone as they ask their questions. He really can't think of anything to add so be merely crosses his arms and gives Josiah a pointed look before nodding towards Alfred. After a bit he does lean forwards and ask, in a deep voice like bourbon on gravel, "This auction house... What othe auctions are going on in the near future. Most of those places varify authenticity while storing stuff in their own private vaults. So... If their auctioning some AAA poo poo within 3 or 4 days of the job the security might be a bit... More adventurous." He shrugs and leans back, recrossing his arms and setting his pointed gaze back on Josiah.
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Aug 16, 2014 01:13
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Kenneth Ken shrugs and reaches out, taking payment before saying, "This job seems..." He doesn't continue his statement he just shrugs slightly and sits back, arms crossed.
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Aug 18, 2014 17:22
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Kenneth Kenneth comms in, [I have a fake SIN and whatnot that will pass muster to get me in and if I go real ID... I am just a retired Texas Ranger... I could theoretically be at an auction for real reasons... but I don't want to have my real ID registered at a place I plan to rob... Tell me when you're gonna head up and I can show up too. My fake SIN is registered as a body guard with License for Pistols and Armor... So, if any of you fellas have a higher class SIN I could theoretically use that as a cover.]
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Aug 21, 2014 07:19
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Kenneth Kenneth discusses with the crew, [He, fellas, I can ride my bike somewhere and we can all get in one vehicle, or we can arrive separately and walk to the Auction house together. It's up to you.] (Note: Ken's owns a harley davidson and a toyota gopher, both with troll mod but neither really seem like good I'M A BODYGUARD vehicles.....)
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Aug 24, 2014 06:26
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Kenneth Kenneth lets out a snort of derision and grumbles, "I'm a troll not an idiot. Going as Jacod "Heartless" Saunders. Registered as a Close Protection Specialist and with permits to legally carry pistols and wear military grade body armor." He takes off his hat but wears his duster over his body armor and carries his pistol on his back holster.
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Aug 26, 2014 23:41
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Kenneth Ken leans down and mutters to the two with him, "For reference, I'm fluent in Spanish." He then steps back and walks behind you two, looking big and intimidating.
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Aug 29, 2014 01:09
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Kenneth Kenneth inclines his head and says, "Ma'am." To Celeste before following along behind Double Tap dutifully. Keeping an eye on everything.
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Sep 4, 2014 23:31
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Kenneth "Your plan sounds doable. So, I guess I'm just acting as muscle, that's fine. It's always good to have big guys when poo poo hits the fan."
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Sep 10, 2014 04:14
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Kenneth Kenneth thinks about it and then says, "After this run goes down I'll tell you, I'm interested in the money, yes, but I'm also interested in how we work together."
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Sep 13, 2014 17:32
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Kenneth Ken calls back Raider and says, "Sure, yeah... I'll tentatively do it, what's the job and will I be compensated." I'm gonna be trying to keep up with this better, had a hell of a week but it's fine now.
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Sep 17, 2014 14:26
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Kenneth Kenneth grumbles to Raider, "Man, Raider, I might be able to pull some strings but I'm out of that. I mean, yeah, I got friends. Who doesn't? But this kinda poo poo ain't usually what Rangers do... I'll make a few calls. When you need this dirt done?" Raider runs a biker gang. They deal drugs, hijack cars and sell things. Run chop shops. Have brothels. They don't deal in the 'darker poo poo' like slavery. Everyone that works for them wants to work for them but that doesn't mean they're nice. Ken then calls up Jason McCall, "Hey, friend. I have an odd request. I need a badge. It doesn't even need to be real, just look the part. If you can't do it man, I can probably find someone else. I don't want to get you into any poo poo. Some guy wants me to scare some drug dealers for some quick cash... Hell, maybe you could even help. Two old friends go to a bar to have some drinks, see some drug dealers. Bust 'em. Old times, ya know?" malikial fucked around with this message at 22:34 on Sep 21, 2014 |
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Sep 19, 2014 05:15
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Kenneth Previously Kenneth would have called Raider to get him to move HIS drug dealers out of the club. Ken palms the badge in his off hand. He nods to McCall and walks up to the bouncer. He flashes the Texas Ranger badge and growls out, "How you feeling tonight, Son?" He gives the bouncer an idle smile and then says, "A nice evening for a drink, don't you think?"
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Sep 28, 2014 19:18
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Kenneth Kenneth grins a toothy Trollish grin and moves towards McCall, he grabs anyone who's clearly holding, probably holding, or hell, just looks like they did drugs once or twice and cuffs them, shoving them roughly towards the wall that is near McCall. He does everything almost the same as McCall except with more force than is necessary. The Troll uses his brutish size and force to 'get the most' out of his job. It's obvious as he enjoys himself that seems to have forgotten that he's not ACTUALLY a Ranger anymore.
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Oct 4, 2014 12:04
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Kenneth Kenneth shrugs at McCall, "Turn 'em in, toss 'em, do whatever you want man. Maybe you'll get a promotion for this. I should probably disappear before The Star shows up though, ya know?" He chuckles and then leans in, grabbing McCall's shoulder and muttering, "I owe you one man, maybe we can have a drink some time, catch up, it's been a while buddy." He slaps McCall a bit too hard on the shoulder in friendly gesture then heads out with another thank you and tip of his hat. I'm ready whenever yall are!
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Oct 7, 2014 21:49
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Kenneth Kenneth doesn't flinch, doesn't look angry, doesn't even seem to notice the gun for a bit before he starts to chuckle low in his throat. He gives Double Tap a grin and then moves towards him incredibly slowly, hands out and showing no threat, just pressing his head against the barrel of the gun and moving his imposing frame to loom over the boy. "Listen here son, I know you're used to this glittered high-life bull poo poo and pulling this kind of thing seems like something you can get away with in your little corporate hold out. A friend asked me for a favor. I got help from a different friend to do that favor. One of those friends is a member of a biker gang, the other friend is a current Texas Ranger. I may have left the Rangers, and yes, I left them in a bit of a hurry due to some bad blood. But do you think I just stopped knowing everyone in my past?" He chuckles and looks around the room in disbelief before bearing down even more on the kid, he still doesn't raise his voice. "I got asked, payed even, to hit a group of Drug Dealers, because I used to be a Ranger and I know how to swagger like one. I decided the best way to do that was to actually bring a loving Ranger, and since one of my old friends was looking for a promotion I decided to help him out. I get the job done, get payed, my friend gets the credit. Now put your little pistol away and stop showing your rear end boy, because if you keep wagging it around like this you're gonna introduce yourself to a piece so big it'll ruin your walkin' for a week." He turns away and motions towards the rest of the group, "Am I now required to send you all a memo every time I go have a bit of fun with my friends?" He motions idly back towards Double Tap, "I mean, just because everyone in your past probably wants to kill you doesn't mean everyone in my past does. I have friends, I'm sorry the concept is loving new to you." He just shrugs and looks annoyed, waiting to see how everyone else responds.
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Oct 9, 2014 14:21
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Kenneth "Look, Hombre, I'm not trying to be scary. I'm trying to be loving reasonable. I don't spend my days watching you. I. Did. A. Job. I didn't even DO it for the rangers. Maizon, leader of the Triple N Raiders asked me to hit some drug dealers that were dealing on his turf. It had NOTHING to do with the Rangers. I just have contacts there. If you were asked to stop some Jamacian drug dealers in a club you would come at it the way you would. Using your Ares contacts and what you had at your service. The Rigger would come at it her way, using her gadgets and being a get away driver. A mage would go in magical. I'm an Ex-loving Ranger. I come at it the way a Ranger would because it's my past. I have a certain set of skills that I learned in my past... Everyone does, that's why we get hired as a loving group, we'd be USELESS if we were all of the exact same loving skill set. The Raiders wanted it too look like cops hit up their competition, I did them one better and had actual loving cops hit them up." He leans over the Ex-Arex employee once more before grumbling, "I don't mean to say this in a threatening manner, so don't take it that way, but you don't have Ares behind you any more. You execute me right here and you'll be a runner that killed an Ex-Ranger to most people, most of the people who hear about it won't give a poo poo... But that doesn't mean that I don't have friends, insurance. I used to be a cop. If I flatline here do you really think that no one will ask questions? Do you think that my Doc-Wagon beacon just won't work? Do you think that the people who hired me, the people who vouched for my effectiveness in the field will just be happy I died? You're right, you could kill me if I betrayed you, the people in the shadows here would probably do it for you, but do you think they'd be happy if you laid me out right here for no reason? Do you think that the fixer that set this up will just be happy? How do you think I know Texas Red? The question I'm asking, the meaning of my threats is simple, do you think that after you kill me you'll just be OK? Are you really that naive? I don't want to kill you, I don't want to hurt you, if I did I would have pulled a weapon or tried to subdue you by now. Jesus wept son, can you talk like a real living adult instead of waiving that poo poo around in front of your face like you was born a bitch?" <<Nobody is fighting, this kid pulled on me, he wants to shoot me. I'm not gonna pull on him, we're god drat co-workers, I have more loving reason than that. I just don't think he fully grasps the severity of his situation. It's fine, Rigger. It'll be alright. Although, staying out there is probably a good idea. This idiot kills me, Give his picture to Maizon of the Raiders and a Texas Ranger based out of Dallas called McCall. They'll deal with it but good. Tell 'em I sent you and they'll even pay you for the info.>>
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Kenneth Kenneth shrugs and then turns away, "Yeah man, we can put in some work now, I would hope." He shakes his head and walks over to sit down, pulling out a flask and taking a drink.
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Oct 10, 2014 17:10
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Kenneth Kenneth comms in, <<Just tell me what to do when we need to do things. I am at your disposal. I'm gonna load up for non-lethal, these guys are guarding an auction house, not an organ legging operation.>>
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Oct 17, 2014 00:54
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Kenneth Kenneth nods and grumbles out, "I've never been accused of being subtle before, but I can give it a try." as he has invis cast on him. Ken Sneaking around...
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Oct 21, 2014 14:41
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I'm here now guys, sorry, worked a LOT of days, not used to that...
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Oct 24, 2014 05:06
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Kenneth Kenneth moves along with Marcina whispering to the group over comms, <<Where do you need me? I know you said not to group up, should I leave Marcina alone?>>
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Oct 28, 2014 04:58
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Kenneth Kenneth moves up to the loading area and waits patiently for directions, grumbling out, "Never stole anything before, yall just tell me what heavy things you need lifted." He grins as he speaks. Obviously not minding being the muscle. Stealth roll from before 5d6t5: 0 HAHAHA OK edge that Edge Rerolls5d6t5: 2 malikial fucked around with this message at 22:56 on Nov 1, 2014 |
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Nov 1, 2014 22:53
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Kenneth Kenneth moves in behind Marcina, as he feels the power he shakes his head a bit and tenses up, "drat." He mutters before moving on, following closely. "Get our books, also we want to try to lock this place back up when we are done. I dunno if our job was on the level, I mean, we are criminals. But if I was planning on stealing some of this OTHER poo poo, I would hire someone to break the security for something else, leave their footprints and fingerprints all over. Then go in silent, take what I want and scrub my way out so they get blamed. Granted, I have no idea what's actually going on, my knowledge of magic is that it exists. That's it. I just know how criminals work. The amount of times we wasted time pursuing a guy because someone hired him as a set up was... well... high." He mutters as Alfred speaks, "If the poo poo in here is as bad as Marcina says I don't want to be taking anything and then having some angry rear end voodoo man coming after me while I'm napping. Granted, it's a group job, so it's up to you guys. All I know is, I ain't got one lick of magic and even I felt that poo poo when I walked in here."
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Kenneth Kenneth grumbles and looks in too, he's not faring much better than Marcina despite being slightly better at her for finding stuff. Perception Roll 6d6t5: 1
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Kenneth Kenneth gets more than a bit freaked out by the crazy rear end blood walls and takes a step back, looking obviously panicked despite his large size. Composure 5d6t5: 1 Edge Rerolls 4d6t5 0 (I hosed up the second roll but even accounting for the gently caress up it still leaves me at 0 successes, god drat it.)
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Nov 12, 2014 23:18
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Kenneth EDGE: 0/2 Physical: 0/12 Stun: 0/9 Overflow: 0/9 Status: Panic(-2 to all rolls) Kenneth draws his trusty Rugar thinks about what he's doing and the sound it's gonna make for zero time in his odd panic and aims at the blood spirit, growling into the comm, <<What the gently caress? This is bull poo poo!>> He fires at the blood spirit nearest him, as Marcina runs out. Pistols10d6t5: 1 malikial fucked around with this message at 01:40 on Nov 16, 2014 |
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Nov 15, 2014 22:52
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Kenneth EDGE: 0/2 Physical: 0/12 Stun: 0/9 Overflow: 0/9 Status: Panic(-2 to all rolls) Still in his odd sort of silent panic mode, Ken continues to aim carefully with his revolver and fire at the spirit that is knocking people the gently caress out. He growls into his comm, <<Why did you run? We need help in here.>> His voice is a stone rigid sound. Pistols 13d6t5: 5
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Nov 19, 2014 04:25
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Kenneth Kenneth begins grabbing things that look valuable and then runs back to the van. "No problem, poo poo this kinda went rear end up." He grumbles as he dives into van with things.
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Kenneth (First, sorry, work is hell for me during this time of year because my business is most busy during the holidays, been working from 3 PM until 3-4 AM) Kenneth crosses his arms and grumbles a bit, obviously still thinking about everything before muttering, "That drek was crazy. So, we got all this stuff..." He trails off and shakes his head before going to sit down, he looks back at the group and says, "I don't really care what happens to it. If we get rid of it, sell it, whatever. I have no huge need for money right now, but I don't mind the idea of being payed. I just think we should think of the overall effect of what we do with this poo poo." He motions to Alfred, "If we got the manuscripts, we get payed for our job. Yeah, the buyer probably knew about the other drek but he didn't send us to get it. Whole thing is sour but still, if we show up and give him the poo poo he asked for we get payed... probably. That was the job. I have no problem with getting rid of anything that didn't have to do with the job. I care about money, but not enough to lose my mind and my life over it without thinking about the consequences of what we do."
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Nov 23, 2014 21:25
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Kenneth Sorry about being so busy, holidays are nuts at work and then dealing with running Thanksgiving myself for the first time since My mom died. Been super depressed and poo poo. Kenneth just sort of watches everything going on and listens, taking mental notes as well as he can about how this kind of thing is handled before grumbling, "Yeah, we should move out." He helps pack up anything that anyone needs help with and then heads on over to Texas Yellow's site.
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Nov 29, 2014 21:08
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Kenneth Kenneth begins, almost nervously, explaining the tactics Texas Rangers would use in this situation. Texas Ranger Tactics 7d6t5: 3
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Dec 1, 2014 01:58
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Kenneth Kenneth tells everyone that tactics the Rangers would use as a way to pass the time, he seems slightly nervous and still a bit shaken from their previous job going tits up... OK! I'm back now kinda, had to work 12 hours and didn't realize it because it was an added day, so I've been awake since 11 AM yesterday. Just a small post to say I'm still here.
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Kenneth Ken's probably gonna give McCall a call and go down to a bar and buy him a drink, hang out for a bit and try to clear his head before heading home to fall asleep. He's seen some pretty horrible poo poo so he's probably gonna nurse a few drinks to calm himself down. Ya know, deal with stuff by not dealing with it.
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Dec 9, 2014 00:54
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Kenneth Ken listens to the proposal and seems oddly interested. He grins a bit and leans forward before clasping his hands together in his lap and shrugging. As Marcina talks he nods along and says, "More info was never a bad thing. It's not normally under their job description to respond to a bank job as they're using most of the resources investigating Aztlan and Lone Star has the police contract there..." He crosses his arms and sends the group a short message <<Quick question fellas, if this is gonna be a broadcast thing I'm gonna cover my face in a mask, anyone else gonna be doing that? I don't want all the old people I used to work with knowing I'm doing poo poo like this, it could be unhealthy for my family...>>
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Dec 16, 2014 19:27
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Kenneth Ken crosses his arms and says, "I think we should talk about how we're gonna do this, we need flashy and whatnot to play to the cameras... I never been on this side of a robbery. I have no idea what we should be doing. Maybe you guys would want to give me a bit of... advice." He shrugs. "Maybe this conversation is for somewhere else.
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Kenneth Kenneth puts in a call to Maizon, just a text really, [[Yo, Raider, I need a ballistic mask, the faster the better if you can get one. I dunno if your boys ever use them... Also, I'm a troll so it's gotta be... ya know, troll sized. Haha.]]
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quote:Sunday, 2075/2/10, 11:00 Sorry guys, I'm kinda lame, I am here! Kenneth texts back, <<Yeah, come by my place... I can help you out man, don't worry...>> He texts that address, <<It's pretty safe, high class neighborhood though, don't come with a loving shotgun out or anything.>>
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Kenneth (An OOC note: Ken's house is a HIGH RATING place with extra money payed to make it hard to find and secure...) Ken grumbles a bit and growls, "You come into my house carrying a gun and armed for bear? Son, we're in the middle of the burbs, no one is gonna come here lookin' for you or Lone Star will be forced to come down on them like a wolf on a lamed fox. Sit yourself down, calm yourself down and drink this down." He walks over to the auto-vendor in the kitchen and pushes a button and tosses the bottle of beer that pops out to SlipDash then pulls one out for himself. He opens it, despite it not being a twist top, with a simple flick of his fingers before walking over and falling down into a large sturdy arm-chair. "Now, calm down, explain what happened and what you need from me chummer, I'm sorry I got a bit testy... I just don't want to be answerin' every drat question my neighbor's are gonna be tossing at me because the lady down the way talks so much they call her the Mouth of the South." He shakes his head and begins draining the beer.
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Kenneth Kenneth listens to the story and nods along, drinking his beer thoughtfully before he says, "Way I see it, son, we got two choices. We can get you the hell outta here and outta this city and away from Gutti's men or we can figure out a way to make them stop searching for you. Kill 'em, pay 'em, trick 'em. You know the deal..." He pauses for a while and then drinks another swallow of his beer before saying, "Or, well, you could somehow associate with an even more dangerous gang and get 'em scared of you. But you know, that isn't a quick fix... What do you want to do? I don't know how you get caught 2 times doing something you shouldn't." He chuckles a bit before saying, "Still, not really your fault this drat Lone Star rear end in a top hat don't know how a CI relationship works. You gotta ask for things that are useful enough to help your fuckin' investigations but not dangerous enough to get your CI killed. Ain't no use to anyone dead." He shakes his head ruefully.
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