>>5991935“Direct orders from the big man himself? That’s new! Hahahaha!” The Security Chief chuckles at the paper note you handed him with direct orders from ‘your brother’ Lazarus Gordon Junior. “Had to check it myself, freckles.” He hands it back to you. “Am I upsetting the fossil if I call his baby boy ‘the man in charge’?”
“Yes.” You grab the letter and save it in your pocket.
“Good! HaHaHaHa!” The Security Chief laughs like there’s no tomorrow. As pointed out by the old man, he possesses a flame just like you. If he had it when the great escape happened, the fugitive wouldn’t have been so lucky to leave this place in one piece.
“hh… quiet…” The allegedly moving corpse is upset.
“Orders are orders. Go ahead, you two.” The Boss of this place signals two of his guards to accompany you too. The old carcass had to return back the flame he took from his son, and offer other niceties for this deal — like the Chief of Security getting his.
“hhh… I’m… staying… with… hh… you.” The melted body won’t leave the security room. “You’re… hh… on your own… I’ll observe you…. hhhhh… here.” The cameras are enough.
“Is it part of the test?” You ask for confirmation.
When he breathes heavily and doesn’t mutter a word, it means the answer is obvious. He gets upset when you don’t ask. He’s a moody sack of bones.
Your right-hand man wouldn’t be all loyal to you, if they knew Gordon Sr. made this happen. They’re taking you down there to meet the criminals at the bottom in front of their specialized cells. You know their names, at least the ones you’re interested in.
>>Who do you want to meet with first?>Bernardo Ammirati. The Cult Leader.>Solomon Strangelove. The SCI Director of Operations.>Charlotte L. Summers. The Phantom Thief.>Wigmar Enphine. The Coup Plotter.>Write In. 