[Kontact]

<<@Andromeda:  This guy was being set up right along with us.  If we'd just stuffed him in the car and tried to speed off, they could have followed us out and hosed the sedan with automatic fire.  He dies, car dies and enough runners die to stage the scene.  This was all some sort of political thing.  The Johnson hired runners to fail, but, luckily you've got a friend in Creepy Joe.  He hired me to make sure things came down the right way.  That's why I'm Little Joe this evening.  I'm your insurance policy.>>

<<@team: I hit him pretty hard.  In the head.  There is a chance that he won't remember anything he did this week.  Shouldn't keep him from giving up his most likely contact.  After all, whoever gave him this job is no kind of friend.  "Round up some civies.  Ambush some runners.  Stage an assassinataion.  It'll be easy money."  Not today, chump.>>

[Chrona]

The target sat quietly, not wanting to be a bother.

LJ dragged the Guard's leader up into the trunk and Andromeda collected the Uzis.

The job was, for the most part, over.

Isn't it time you got paid?

[Xzylvador]

Silk again turned to the politician sitting next to her, her face and tone neutral.
"Well, it seems our time together is almost over. Laés, if you didn't know, is an excellent sedative and painkiller  which will also wipe your mind of the last couple of hours. Consider that a bonus; you just got away from a scene you do not want to be associated with or it could have meant the end of your political carreer. After taking it, you'll be completely honest when you claim you don't know anything about it."

"But before that, we would very much appreciate if you could provide us with a few more answers. The bodyguards that were with you tonight, what can you tell us about them?"

In the basic matrix info about Corland Ragley, is there any mention of his brother(s), name(s), occupation(s)?

[Chrona]

No mention at all.

" Laés? U-um okay... I don't completely understand but all right..." He shuffles in his seat, "T-they were knew. Brother paid them to take me to the club... He said it was 'like giving to charity'."

[Xzylvador]

Silk nodded and smiled, her previous anger faded visibly as she recalled some happier memories.
"I threw my sister a pretty successful bachelorette party." She paused and frowned. "Of course the marriage didn't last much longer than the party, but hey, it still was a lot of fun."
A shrug and a deeper frown followed.
"Your brother, does he do this a lot? Arrange parties for you? I mean, tonight could have ended a lot worse for you if we hadn't dealt with the situation so fast and discretely. Whoever set that trap, didn't just set it for us but for you too..." Another pause, obviously thinking. "A man in your position must have some enemies but isn't easy to get to, maybe they used your brother to get to you? If he's been acting differently or doing things he usually doesn't, it might mean he's in danger."

[Kontact]

Infil roll 10d6.hits(5) → [6,2,3,2,3,6,6,2,4,4] = (3)

Her burden lightened, Joe rand down the alley, a few blocks up, a few over and back to the clinic.  She grabbed the garbage bag with her clothes and went back inside the place.

[Chrona]

"I didn't notice anything, he's been so nice to me, ever since I was born. I didn't think he'd ever try to hurt me... Or anyone else... I mean Orcs and Trolls seem to annoy him but..."

The clinic seems the same as when you left, the Troll nods at LJ as she enters, "Welcum back, li'l Liar."

[Xzylvador]

"Who does like those things..."
She puts her hand on his shoulder.
"Oh no, I'm not saying wanted to hurt you! But this whole evening is a bit too big of a coincidence, don't you think? Maybe someone wants to hurt him, or is threatening to hurt him if he doesn't help them... "

[Chrona]

"Not that I know of... Sorry. I hope he is okay..."

[Kouryuu]

After stashing the Uzi's in Habu's Armoury and hurried back to the Clinic. Thinking a bit back It's been more then 10 years since more then a few weapons where placed there.
Entering the clinic she heard just a few word from the target, he seamed just like a child.
He Creeps me out, he cant really be this brain fucked can he?
"Yo I am back, sorry I was of little use today, hope this I can change."

[Xzylvador]

"Yes, I hope so too... maybe we should find out. Is there any way we can contact him or a place where we can find him? We'd probably recognize him, I'm sure you look a lot like your brother, right?"

[Chrona]

"A bit but he's a lot older looking, I don't know how to contact him, sorry. The guards boss called him though."

[Xzylvador]

Everything the man said confirmed Silk's suspicions more. There was no way this man was a politician, he only looked exactly like one and had been put in the club as bait in a trap. She called up the picture the Johnson had given her again and looked at the man sitting next to her.
The same man... only a bit younger looking and no scar below his eye.
Comm: "Guys, bad news and good news. Bad news: I don't think this is the man the Johnson wants, he's either a look-alike or a clone. No scar below his left eye. Good news: We were hired to get the guy sitting in that club, not to get the politician, so technically the job's still a success. Question is, did Mr. Johnson know about this? If he did, he set us up, albeit in a more elaborate way than required. If he didn't, he's got a serious security problem. How do you guys want to proceed? We go in and tell everything or play dumb? Or question that guard first and see what more he can provide? Anyone got any questions left for the guy sitting next to me? I'll be drugging him soon."

[Kontact]

<<@team: We were hired to get the puppet.  He was our target.  Payment on delivery.  I'm not one for politics, but from what I understand they're mostly all just puppets.  Someone shoves a hand up his butt, made of money or magic, and makes him say what they need him to say.  That's their business.  We ought to handle ours.>>

"Heya big guy.  Could you open the door to the back?  I gotta get changed."

[Chrona]

"Sure, use one 'da right hand rooms. Closets, got sinks too."

He lets LJ through, where thehuman street sam greets him and waves at a door.