Bob woke up. His valet was just getting his pants on, and Bob got ready for work. He owned a small cop for hire joint. Bob turned and shouted.
"Hurry up!"
No reply. He walked into the room, and saw his valet, as well as another slig. The slig had grasped the valet, and he was pointing a gun to his head. He spoke.
"Where is Ace?"
"I have no idea what you are on about." Spoke Bob.
The slig hit the valet with the butt of his gun. Hard. He spoke.
"I'm not going to fucking play these games! One more lie and he gets a bullet in his head."
"You gotta help me, boss!" The valet spoke.
"SHUT UP!"
The slig clicked the safety on his gun.
"Last chance, Bob."
"Ace is at Vykker Advancements. Let him go."
"Thank you."
He shot the Valet and went to the door.
"No witnesses."
He put a bullet in Bob's chest. He fell to the floor.
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End Transmission.
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