| Scotch was in a good mood. He was again in the States doing his job. "It looks like a hell of a significant job with some good old bastard-arse kickin", he thought ending his shower. He ate his little breakfast and started to prepare for the work day. This time the gun will be essential, so he took out his shiny desert eagle. The pistol was stainless as always. He took also two extended magazines filled with eleven Magnum cartridges. He had to do some documentation. Camera was precisely checked and it was in a good state. Now he only had to update his investigation notes in case he couldn't continue it. Scotch left the apartment, and headed to an internet cafe. This was the last thing he had to do before the meeting in the Goran's factory. He wanted to send an email with his yeasterdays discovers to a contact adress. If he would have some problems, his superior had an acces to it. |