I buy fifteen tons of dishwasher soap and through it all into the rain. The street rapidly fills up with bubbles.
I shrug and open the puppet shop door, dragging Trilby behind me.
"Helloooooooooooooo? Anyone here?"
I use the internal screen of my gasmask to contact Salt.
Psychogeographer [PG] pestered Sodiumengineer [SE]
PG: The Muertos you arrested is gonna play the system from the inside.
PG: I don't know the specifics quite yet.
PG: Try and get someone in there with him.
PG: You're the one who's given them an avenue by which they can get a stranglehold on half the the fucking city!
PG: If you'd let him get away like I said we could have cornered all three of them at once.
PG: The only way we're going to resolve this is by killing all of them.
PG: And if we do it one at a time they'll hear about it and escape.
PG: I know what I'm doing Salt.
PG: Look asshole I know what I'm doing.
PG: You think I'm going to let them flood the streets with my drugs?
PG: Everything's trackable with devices I will get to you.
i catch it but throw it back "it's cool I've already got something similar" i say taking off my hat and pulling up a black hood which covers the top half of my face "see you in a minute" i say as i walk down the alleyway
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