Fulvio, streets
"Pleasure doing business with you, Marcus." Fulvio handed the man a bag of powder, and smiled as his latest customer slinked away. Fulvio smiled. It would be nice to have a place to stay, without worrying overly much about the cops. And if all else failed, he could sell the place for far more than he had paid for it. Whistling, Fulvio walked down the street, thinking to himself about the next steps for his operation. The work he had done with this place was stunning, really. He had a loyal customer base, which both feared and respected him. Generally speaking, he was a fair businessman, charging only a small extra on the cost for his wares. The city's underground loved him. Perhaps it was time to expand further, into more wealthy areas of the city. It was risky to start with, but if he could get a few politically powerful customers, the clout he would possess would-
The thoughts of the future quickly turned to the present when he saw the man and the child. Walking along the street. Fulvio shuddered with fear. Had they seen the deal go down? Was the man an undercover cop? Fulvio began to trail the two. If he could stop them before they reached Commander Grast's-
Bookshop?
Fulvio waited a moment while the two entered. They had seen him, of that he was certain now. But who were they? The only way to find out was to go inside the shop.
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So, yeah. Fulvio was in the same area as Celeste. Convenient, no?