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To: [trenchcoat brigade]
CC: [field team supreme]
From: [communications central]
And there's good news and there's bad news.
Good news - Doug's cracked the iPod and found all sorts of goodies. Including details of a prisoner transfer our bad guys arranged with the police. This afternoon, about the same time I left those messages on people's cells. *wry* Not to worry, we took care of it. Well, Doug, Marie-Ange and Wanda took care of it. Intercepted the police, took delivery of their passenger and got away clean without hurting anyone except maybe a couple of plods' pride. I'll leave the others to give details if you need them.
Bad news - It wasn't Rom.
It looks like these wankers are collecting anyone with magical talent who's been associated with Rom, because right now I've got Homily camping in my room for the night. The cops thought they were transferring a dope grower to Lancashire, but she's told me she was snatched by the same people who took Rom. They've got contacts in the government to be able to have the Bill at their beck and call, but we already knew that. Homily says it's some kind of secret government branch or something. And she has a name. Well, some initials:
EOE.
We're shipping Homily off to join her daughter in Cornwall tomorrow morning, nice and quiet-like, but if you need to talk to her, give us a bell and I'll grab her for you. I warn you tho', she's just as much of a flake as ever - expect her to tell you your aura's all murky or something.
Doug's also found a bunch of files that look like some sort of occult ritual. We've dumped them on my PDA and I'm going through them now. Obscure stuff, different spells that don't mesh and the like. I'll keep you updated on what I work out.
A.
CC: [field team supreme]
From: [communications central]
And there's good news and there's bad news.
Good news - Doug's cracked the iPod and found all sorts of goodies. Including details of a prisoner transfer our bad guys arranged with the police. This afternoon, about the same time I left those messages on people's cells. *wry* Not to worry, we took care of it. Well, Doug, Marie-Ange and Wanda took care of it. Intercepted the police, took delivery of their passenger and got away clean without hurting anyone except maybe a couple of plods' pride. I'll leave the others to give details if you need them.
Bad news - It wasn't Rom.
It looks like these wankers are collecting anyone with magical talent who's been associated with Rom, because right now I've got Homily camping in my room for the night. The cops thought they were transferring a dope grower to Lancashire, but she's told me she was snatched by the same people who took Rom. They've got contacts in the government to be able to have the Bill at their beck and call, but we already knew that. Homily says it's some kind of secret government branch or something. And she has a name. Well, some initials:
EOE.
We're shipping Homily off to join her daughter in Cornwall tomorrow morning, nice and quiet-like, but if you need to talk to her, give us a bell and I'll grab her for you. I warn you tho', she's just as much of a flake as ever - expect her to tell you your aura's all murky or something.
Doug's also found a bunch of files that look like some sort of occult ritual. We've dumped them on my PDA and I'm going through them now. Obscure stuff, different spells that don't mesh and the like. I'll keep you updated on what I work out.
A.