Killing time (Quint)

I spent the next several days resting, cleaning my equipment and taking short trips into the city to gather maps and information. I also took the time to purchase replacements for the equipment I had lost, I wouldn’t need a large arsinal on this particular assignment, but I wanted to have all my tools ready for use just like any other craftsman.

During these days of planing I did a lot of thinking about the words of Edwardo and of Calib Black and I finally reached a definate conclusion…I was tired of thinking about it and to hell with it. My life was in need of simplification and that meant just one thing to me, do what I do best and no petty for fools that got in my way.

With my preperations finally completed and my plans and alternate plans etched firmly in my mind it was time to get moving. I went down stairs to the tavern with my sea bag in hand for it contained some extra clothes and the tools I would need on this job. In the pub I grabbed a quick bite to eat and left an envelope on the table with Phae’s name scribbled across the front, inside was cash for the next six months board and a brief note letting him know I would be out of town for a while. I departed the Serendipity with the worn bag grasped tight in my left hand, I left without socializing for my mood was now that which had carried me through most of my life without too many complications, cold and deadly.

In the alley I found the sedan I had told Charlie, via phone, that I would need, an inconspicious looking vehicle with no history and no numbers on it that could be traced. Tossing my bag in the back seat I then got behind the wheel and retrieved the keys from above the visor. Death was going for a ride.