Maintenance Coat Man
Wait, listen. There is another meet, off the books, old shipyard. I can get you there.
He lifts both hands, sweat shining on his cuffs, and keeps glancing at the service corridor exit like it might open for mercy.
Maintenance Coat Man
Pierce is real, and he is close. If I talk fast, maybe I live.
Maintenance Coat Man
I am not the top man. Never was. I just move folders, routes, names. You want the one in charge, follow me.
The dropped folder lies open at his feet, route slips and carbon copies spread like a confession. Dallas Fontaine stands over him in the cramped corridor, Murderbone braced in the doorway.
Maintenance Coat Man
Pierce is waiting at the shipyard. If I am lying, you can put me down right there.
“I take the folder and follow Pierce to the shipyard”
SUCCESS (Legendary Agility, rolled +2)