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Frank is simply staring at you with a neutral, flat expression. You can't tell a single thing going on in his mind aside from the one thought that slipped out. <<span class="mu-b">"If she's not lying that's hot."</span>>
"I'm sorry, what? Do you have proof-" You interrupt him by slapping down a tattered hunk of the Admiral's overcoat and a dozen pictures worth of the Admiral's ship and his bleeding, 'dead' corpse. At least, as far as killing something living inside your head still counts.
The six of them skim through the evidence in mutual silence. Benedict is the first to speak up as they do so, "I HELPED HER TO KILL HIM. SHE DID NOT DO IT ALONE BUT SHE WAS THE HEAD CHEF OF THAT OPERATION."
"Yeah. We had to some weird chess game in order to hurt him. We would've been dead meat otherwise." Adam tries to laugh at this but you won't deny that yeah, you only hurt him through the chess ritual.
"We had to give him enough cyanide to kill ten men to even wound him." Adam fiddles with his thumbs, not really sure how best to sell the fact this did happen. "Even then, we had to impale and stab him a million times to get him to stop squirming."
"HE IS NOT DEAD. WE ONLY DISABLED HIM FROM REMANIFESTING." How the hell does Benedict kn- Right, anomaly himself. "YET YOU HEARD THE RUMORS OF THE THOUSANDS OF CLEARED UP MILES IN THE INFINITE SEA. NO?"
"I still have the scars to show it. I would show you but, uh, Zeta bodysuit whatever. Covers whole body, hides the scars." You half heartedly shrug.
After they're done reviewing the undeniable evidence in front of them, the two groups can only look between each other and your own group. You feel like what you just did has chased a fundamental shift in how the City views you, ESPECIALLY once the S-Corpers spread that news.
>S-CORP'S BLESSING trait and +5 S-CORP (SOFT POWER) FAVOR obtained!
>You've gotten the attention of a lot of companies over the two plus weeks you've been working but S-Corp now has a VERY keen interest on you. You imagine other corporations will start paying a LOT of attention to you once the rumor spreads further, for better and worse.
>All CONNECTIONS DCs for checks you make are permanently reduced by 3!
They quickly shove the two briefcases over. None of them are willing to fuck with you anymore. You decide to humor them by sliding over your S-Corp Ledger for the two to skim through as your group cracks open the two briefcases.
The Gangster's briefcase is filled to the brim with odd little trinkets. Tattered pieces of a hoodie soaked in blood, a empty pistol with its barrel bent in half, and about a dozen polaroid photos. Your group begins to shift through these to see what's up with them.
Three of them are showing what you already figured out today. Alan (the previous Cleaner) got attacked, had his briefcase stole, before he limps away to a nearby hotel. The same toothy maw girl you keep hearing about was the one who did it.
It's not hard to tell who the hoodie chunk and pistol belong to.
