@fluttertouch
That job was a strangely useful one. It forced him to recognize the city and get paid for it at the same time. Or at least until he could use the city rooftops as his territory again.
The package was reasonably sized and suspiciously light. Probably some sort of expensive object wrapped in weightless material to keep it safe. As big as the hilt of a sword, or so he guessed.
A couple of discretion instructions had been added, he chose to pretend there was nothing embarrassing with it. But the address was suspiciously curious. “Boobie Trap” store, somewhere nearby. The address simply led to a mishmash of buildings.
Better ask the locals. So he turned, facing the first elderly passerby.
“Oi”, Lancer offered a bright grin. “I’m looking for this...place.”
