"These papers don't tell where he could be." Sigil sighed. "Only one address leading somewhere in the city."

"What is It?" Mane asked, holding the ice on his twisted knee.

"I know this place." Said Copper. "It's a hotel downtown. Damn cheap, bad conditions, you get the picture... the place is an entire dump."

"What good this will do?" Sigil asked.

"I have an idea." Pinkamena announced arriving with another bag of ice for Mane's knee. "Tell me, why would he have papers with this place?"

"Erm... why?" Sigil answered.

"It's simple. He's a mafia millionaire, and besides the black market, that place must be his way to wash his money."

"I see where you're going with this." Copper smiled.

"What about we go there, us four, and cause a disarray just to piss him off. We even may get something leading to him." Pinkamena concluded.

"Sounds like a stupid plan." Mane commented. "Stupid, crazy... and I love It. Count me in!"

"Just like your last plan of going to that place and get us both almost killed?" Pinka raised an eyebrow.

"Pretty much...". Mane sighed looking at the ceiling in acceptance.

"What are we waiting for? Let's get things ready! I can't wait to use those weapons in combat. I suggest we go by the end of the day, take our time to rest, mainly Mane and his leg. Prepare our weapons, maybe practice a bit our accuracy?"

"Sounds good to me." Sigil agreed. "You all are free until..." She looked at the clock in the office, pointing six in the morning. "Nine of the evening. It's summer, so the sun will be up somewhat by that time. Now! Chop chop! Go do your things."

Author's Notes:

If you played PAYDAY 2 over 300 hours like me, you know what is about to happen!