[And now Dear Readers, we
shift our attentions to another minor character.]
Earlier that day Wayne- the
unwitting informant- was released from lockup. Drake had indeed kept his word.
When he got home, Wayne checked his small apartment to make sure he wasn’t
being watched. That goody two-shoes had played him for a sap, which would cost
him dearly when the gang found out, but he figured his warning would get him
some leniency. If Mandible *was* in fact planning to infiltrate their hideout,
he was in for a nasty surprise.
Finding no hidden bugs, cameras or secret
agents waiting for him with an earpiece and a silenced pistol, he finally
relaxed and fell asleep on the couch.
Waking up five hours later,
he realised that he was late for the meeting. By the time he got to Morrison’s
scrapyard, it was empty. He had missed the action.
Looking around, he found the
leader’s read cloak hanging on hook. Attached were a pair of smashed sunglasses
and a note. The note read: “Watch yourself Wayne, or you’re next.”
Wayne caught the next bus out
of town....
