[Sodium_noir] A saturday in Darktown

[eagandigh]

Maurice
Black guy on bike
En route to Club Harlequin

>He reached Club Harlequin at last and parked the bike in front 
>of it. He
>was just ready to enter, when his phone rang.

He pulled out the phone and took the call. "Yess?" He hissed, annoyance
and cold anger evident in his voice. "Hi, it's Antoine again. Something
has come up with the biker with the sword." Maurice took his cane from
the bike, while keeping on phoning. "Sso? What iss it?" - "Well, seems
like the guy has pissed off Titus Bane enormously. He wants that prick
and is throwing around lots of cash. I have given out the call that this
guy is not welcome in Darktown and have ordered the posses to go search
for him." - "Good. Sse filles?" - "For now, I decided to keep us out of
it. Our boys need a rest." - "Fine. Tell me if anyssing comess up. Any
idea what 'appened?" - "No clue. But considering that the guy sports a
sword, he probably thrashed the wrong guy. Ah, and news about Titus.
He's the Khan of Chinatown now." Maurice chuckled. "Yess, I know. It'ss
very funny. Tell sse osserss ssey don't need to check 'arlequin'ss Club.
I'll be ssere and keep an eye out for 'im. But we 'ave more presssing
problemss. Sse Bitchess are sstill in Darktown. I need you to look for
ssem tomorrow. We need to find sseir 'iding 'ole. Keep a look-out for
sstrange people ssat don't belong to Darktown, 'oo arrived ressently." -
"I'll look into it. Something else?" - "No, not at sse moment." Maurice
disconnected and put the phone away. Then he walked up to the entrance
of the Club, his cane tapping a tune on the concrete.

[TBC in Club Harlequin, where the lights dim]