Chris walks into the town centre at noon. She is wearing a pair of black jeans and a Navy blue t-shirt underneath a black leather jacket. Inside her jacket there are her two silenced pistols. She carried a balck case as she walked into the main fountain area. She knew Panther as soon as she'd seen him.
He was 4 foot 11, by no means tall. He was of Chinese decent, but with some European relatives. He had smooth straight black hair tied into a ponytail. Chris walked over to him, she stood next to him and spoke softly.
Chris: You Panther?
Panther: Yes, you Chris?
Chris: Yes. I have your cash.
Chris hands him the briefcase. He opens it and flicks through a few rolls.
Chris: What're you carrying?
Panther: Two Silenced P's, 6 incher and I have a Suppressed PSG in the bag, but that goes with saying.
Chris: Need anything else?
Panther: Wouldn't mind some basic field equip.
Chris: Gotcha, come on it's inside the van.
Chris and her new associate walk back in the direction of the parking lot.
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