Brown´s Requiem
Chapter I
"hey Brown, whazup?" "nothing big, doing a run for some guy" "seen Jacky lately?" "He met this gal at Inferno, he´s probably at her place" "Charlie´s lookin´ for him" "well dosn´t he have a phone?" "you know Charlie, dosn´t use the phone that much" "yea, I know" "well gota get going again, I´ll give ya a call"    It was one of those rainy days, nothing really happened on days like this one. I was doing a run for this guy, Charlie got me on the job, he wanted information on Nero, a club owner, I knew Nero, he was always into everything that was illegal. I was waiting for one of his man, when I heard two shots, then a car tear round the corner, a Westwind. I walked to where the shots came from, an alley, a man laying in the rain, looked peaceful, I thought: "don´t even think about it", but I already did, he was from Asian origin, had nothing on him except for a credstick, I know I shouldn´t get into stuff like that, it´s what gets you killed, but hey, it was to hard to just look the other way. When I walked back to the corner of the street Nero´s man was already there, he gave me some info on the stuff that was going on at the time, had to buy it from him, I was a little short on cash that week, nothing you can do about it. Finished up the job, made a good story from the material I got and went for the pay, good money for some PI work. When I went for my keys I felt the credstick again. I went to Charlie´s...... "Brown my man, how´s it going?" "fine I guess, thanx for that last job, could really use the cash" "you´re welcome, here this one´s on the house" "Charlie" "yes" "could you check this for me?" "where ya get this?" "from some dead guy" "come have a look"    His name was Michael Chang, some small time triad guy, well known in the neighborhood, there was a good amount of nuyen on the stick, Charlie cashed it for me, there was a list of names as well, seven names, all triad guys, I decided to get more info on them, drove across town to Matchsticks, an ´old friend´of mine ´lived´ there, he knew a lot about the triads, I really hate this weather, sometimes I question myself: why did you have to buy a bike? My friend at Matchsticks could tell me that Chang was into people smuggle, nothing interesting about the other guys. I went home, I live in Ravenna, downtown, nice place. " Heuh?" "yea it´s me Jack, some chinaman is looking for ya" "Jacky...., Charlie´s looking for ya" "did I wake ya?" "no I´m still sleeping......, what ya think man, it´s 5 in the morning" "sorry man, didn´t know" "Didn´t know what?, that it´s 5:13? "ehh...... I´ll give ya some time to sleep, OK?" "thanx, I´ll give ya a call"    There it started, Triads looking for me, my friends calling me in the middle of the night, this will be a busy time, I went for some food, there is this really nice Sushi bar around the corner, Mr. Yahumashi always knows what's going on, his place is a cover-up for some Yak. Business, and has the best sush of Seattle, I told him Chang was dead, he smiled. don´t really get it when people smile that way, makes me wonder if anything maters at all. I was on dangerous grounds now that the triads where looking for me, I still didn´t know what this was all about, I called Jacky, maybe he knew more about this, he did, he told me he was asked to do a run that could be related to Chang´s business, he still needed some people for the run, I was in business once again......
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