Thursday, December 20
Terror in Freeport - Part 5: Office of Public Records
“Captain Baldric mentioned that you might have access to records about a certain Councilor.”
“Which one?”
Sebastian lowered his voice. “Verlaine.”
“Aye. I’ve got records on th’ lad.”
“So then can we see them?”
“No.”
Sebastian slid two imperials towards Reed. “How about now?”
“Ye`ve got t' be kiddin' me,” Reed didn’t even look at them. “That`s nay enough t' pay fer a drink.”
Kham plunked down two pieces of metal next to the coins.
Reed squinted. “What’s that supposed to be?”
They were bullets. Reed’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Who do ye think ye be—Verlaine’s thugs?”
BLAM!
“Ye shot me!” Reed fell to the ground, clutching his thigh. “Ye shot me in th’ leg!” [MORE]
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