Office of Nick Bartamian, Private Dick, The Arms Hotel Room 315, Saturday Afternoon

[gunslingerpose]

There was something to be said, Nick noted as he flipped through his notes on the case he'd been trying to get to the bottom of for the past several months, for criminals who left a neat and tidy paper trail for him to follow. They made his job so damn much easier, after all. Unfortunately for Nick, known as The Gorgon to anyone who had the misfortune of being on the wrong end of his investigations, the one that he was currently trying to track down was smarter than that.

Because of course she was. Leave it to Nick to try to bring in an opium queen with a brain in her head. He had a few leads, some more interesting than others, one of which had left his arm in a sling a couple weeks back in an attempt to dissuade him from the case, only making him more hell-bent on cracking it.

The Gorgon hated criminals. He hated cases that threatened to drag on until his bills were past due even more. But most of all, he hated that he couldn't get Dokkaebi and her damn opium empire off of Fandom's streets once and for all. What he needed right about now was a case. Something to put a few more dollars in his pocket, to tide him over until he had something concrete to work with, here.

Wouldn't THAT be the day.

[Open! With mild AFK warning for a little of the afternoon, because of course.]

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[gunslingerpose]

Hey, if she was going to keep putting money down in front of him, Nick was hardly going to argue. A man with power like this lady's father? Who had already threatened one private dick before? Yeah, he needed the danger pay, here.

"It's a good thing to be aware of in advance," he decided. "It's the difference between being threatened and being shot at."

But of course he was reaching for the money. He wasn't running a charity service, here.

"I'll do the case either way. I'm not too worried about your old man. By the time he figures out that you're missing too, I'll have this case locked down and closed."

... He was an ambitious man, considering.

[spin_kick_snap]

Katherine offered him up a luminous smile. "Oh, if you could, there'd be no way for me to thank you enough," she said happily. "My sister and I used to be so close. I just want to know she's okay. As long as I know that, I'll be happy. And, if she's not okay, maybe I can help her."

[gunslingerpose]

"Well, that's real sweet of you, baby," Nick decided, shuffling the bills into a neat little pile and tucking them away in the inside breast pocket of his coat. "You and your sister must care about one another very much."

She wasn't being as exceptionally forthcoming with details as he might have liked. He was going to have to start fishing.

"Now, let's talk about your sister and that man she took off with..."