Even in augmented reality the glistening overlay of the city’s buildings seems to be an unusually soggy and miserable night in Cape Town. It would be a great night to find a warm bar or club to relax at, or maybe just stay home and watch some trid. So of course, that’s when your commlinks beep.
You don’t recognize the number that pops up, but in your line of work that’s not unusual. Connecting the call, your vid screen shows the face of a brutish dwarven face looking at you. Laurent.
“I got a job that might be up your alley. It is a continuation of the previous mission you did for Elizabeth. You’ll need to travel to Montreal. Yeah, that is in Canada, so dress warm.”
“We’ve managed to get an idea of where the Illuminates of the New Dawn compound is in Montreal, but not an exact location. Elizabeth figures one or more of the local gangs should know where compound is. Frenchie, an old friend of mine, owns a bar down in Montreal called Mac’s Place. Hell, he owns a chain of them. Lucky for us, it has an apartment above it and the bar is popular with the local gangs, so that will be your accommodations.”
“The pay is 8000 nuyen each to find the location of the compound.”