Drinks at Dixie's

[DarkTails]

So she noticed, not that it was a particularly well hidden secret with those who knew her well. Even so, it was still traumatic for her to remember, let alone the nightmares of reliving that moment, feeling it. The intense pain, the fear, the pure, raw hatred for her tormentor. She clinched her right fist tight before snapping it open, taking in a deep breath to calm herself, just as her therapist had told her to. "It's never the same. No matter the technology we make or what we wire into our heads.. It'll never be the same. Her voice was lower in tone, even angry.

She would drink from her ale to distract herself with that god-awful taste, turning her attention back to the rest of her reasoning for being back. "Most of those people aren't really around. Settled down, retired. Even I'm getting close to that point, been training someone to take my place." She would remark on her checking in on some people, before finally turning her attention to the matter at hand. "I can't say I agree with you burning through your life savings to find this person, and I have no idea what he did to piss you off so bad, but you're incredibly lucky with your timing. He's got his personal lackey up here looking for a unique artifact that's come out of the military blockade of Ontario. One of a kind piece, too hot to be openly advertised and so the holder is underground. He knows what he's got and that's why he hasn't made a peep since making it away from the LSF. Left his wingmen to the wolves so he could get away, coward. We know he's holed up somewhere in New York, contacts suggest he made it to a backwater landing pad and slipped away in the nearby sprawl. Police, ofcourse, are no help and contacts aren't talking, but he has to come out to sell, get away, or both. Word is Mavros is getting impatient and has spread the word hes willing to broker the deal himself to get the piece. No clue why he's so obsessed with it to the point of exposing himself, but if I can keep this guy in his hole long enough, your man will open himself up."

Nikki finally got the business she was after, and the news she wanted to hear. All she had to do was make it quietly know through strategic placement of agents that the Navy was still onto him and the artifact smuggler would stay underground. With enough time, he would reveal himself. "I've got men watching every ship that comes and goes, but the only description we have is an old Sutinga, and rumor that it's been roughed up by the LSF enough to make it here, but won't lift off again. I've planted agents at every cargo port and passenger site, no way an artifact slips off world without my knowing. Increased air patrols near known grey market landing sites, he'll see the heat and lay low to cool off."