Transaction #1
Saint stuck out like a sore thumb. The waft of jasmine entered Aqua's nostrils and the voice, a little rough around the edges, spoke. Aqua smiled as she faced Saint directly, "You came. I'm glad. Do I look nervous to you? I'm only excited to share the details of your job. Let's get down to business, shall we? The sooner we finish, the sooner you can accept, and the sooner you'll get your deposit. I'd hate to assume, but are aware of what's going on with Kaiga and Typhoon?"
"Yeah," she answers plainly, eyes shifting down to inspect her own cybernetic limb as though out of boredom, "you got work for me? So spill. I have a date with a killer. I don't like coming late," Saint added.
Aqua crossed her arms over her chest, "I want you to infiltrate Kaiga security and find out what they're planning to do with Typhoon. Kill or apprehend anyone that gets in your way if you have to, even Typhoon, if it comes down to that. Saint, I'm aware you deal with the black market side of things and you're in need of more clients.We'd both benefit greatly if we can keep Typhoon off the grid and behind bars. If you do this for me, I'll make sure you have access to his slice of pie. You'll get more clients in and he'll be off the city's back. Any questions or concerns?"
A low and muffled snicker emits from her throat. The hacker couldn't help but smile after hearing those words.
Murder? Good law, such liberties didn't come cheap, nevermind for free.
"I don't know, blue," she replies, drawing in a deep breath. Her eyes move back up to look at the client, "I know people who'd pay a bigger sum to get the man back. Don't think what you're offering could compete with that."
Saint pauses, thinking through her next words. Agreeing on a settlement now meant choosing sides - which is never good in her line of business. But maybe there was a way around it all...
"How much are you paying?"
Aqua tilted her head a bit, a small smirk pulling at the edges of her lips, "How much do you want?"
Saint was hoping to hear those words. The client was flexible. Always a good sign.
Considering the costs of clean-up, as well as the risk of detainment, Saint quickly counted up her price.
"Hundred thousand rubles. Non-negotiable. That's just for intel."
"That with the one hundred thousand rubles deposit equals two hundred thousand. You better not mess this up, Saint. Any last words before I hand over your deposit?"
"I never have," she reassures her, "None. I'll drop updates if I feel I have to. Now show me the money."
Aqua turned over the deposit check as requested.
"All further correspondence, call me Katori. Go get 'em tiger."
She takes the check as soon as it's presented and wastes no time checking its legitimacy using her cybernetic eye.
She hums in response, feeling the weight of a grin tugging at the corner of her lips.
"I like your type," she says after slipping the check into her duffel bag, "don't forget to tell your buddies about me,
Kat.'"
Saint makes the final request as she turns away, leisurely making her way over to the metro stop.
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