Rover parked right in front of the entrance. Aurora residents were used to lot of things, and shootout in the lounge bar wasn`t anything extreme.
Well...maybe if they are aware of details, that may change their opinion. But at least half of them was drunk to the level they were barely aware of the incident. And the second half is at this very moment sieging the bar, shouting congratulations, chanting Han`s name and hoping to get a free drink on the hero of the night.
Limo doors opened and a few men stepped out. First and and the second scanned the street. Observing every details they are able to discover, professional movement...
Short after them third man appeared on the sidewalk. As he stepped out of the vehicle, It was obviou that he doesnt belong to the street. The street belongs to him.
Sylvia watches him, as he looks around and then he walks inside. Firm, confident steps proud pose, phlegmatic to the rain falling down on his broad shoulders. He enters the bar, not even letting his bodyguard to walk first, and disappeared from Sylvia`s view. The second bodyguard stayed outside, monitoring the traffic and the crowd, well he didn`t seemed to pay attention to her. The more she was sure she is under vigilant watch.
Silvia almost decided it is time to leave and continue on her own, and began to wonder if she should call the taxi or try to get Lynx`s Thundercloud...but the situation offered the solution itself, as the bodyguard slowly walks closer to her:
Mr. McLister would appreciate if you have a a few minutes to talk with him, Ms. Colindress. He waits for you inside. Also...he calls for the doctor, who would be able to take care of your wounds, if you need any treatment. He should be here ASAP. If you decide to leave, Im instructed to offer you transport to the place of your choice.
He stands silently, waiting for your decision.
Nick was used to emergency calls at strange hours. Working in Auburn district for some time now introduced him to the world of gunshot wounds, cuts, stabs, beaten bodies, crushed bones, internal bleeding, damaged organs, screwed cyberlimbs, toxic imunity reactions, violent rejection of second hand implants, neural damage from ilegaly modified hardware and IC melted brain tissue. Even magicaly caused damages were Therefore he was not surprised too much by late night doorbell ring. Well, a little surprise remains...most of his clients use different comnunication channels. Also...Nick didnt recall having this kind of doorbell installed in his appartement at all. When he wakes up he was pretty sure already that this means unusual kind of troubles. Watching the feed from security cameras. Those, on the other hand, he installed after last visit from Tamanous. Guy standing in front of the door didnt looked like common Auburn worker. Not even ganger or some shadowrunner. More like corporate type, suit etc. And he didn seem to be in the need of medical treatment at all. More he seemed to wacth some PAN feed, not exactly paying attention to the surrounding. Behind him, fast sportscar, clean and polished, well nothihng extravagant. Interresting.
