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| Topic Started: Monday, 19. October 2015, 16:28 (174 Views) | |
| George Henry Harris | Monday, 19. October 2015, 16:28 Post #1 |
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George had called Barney, Jane and Platoon Sergeant Major Thorpe to his office in Safehouse C, as a search for a fugitive blood-hunted had to be done and that both soon and efficiently. Once everyone had taken their place he pulled a map out of the drawer and put it on the desk, marking the Eastern fringe of the Camarilla territory. "As you might know, there is a fugitive we need to catch and I don't want to look like nothing has been done. This is the territory needing to be covered and investigated and I trust you to do that. This is the man you'll be looking for and you'll fish for clues in the vicinity." Throwing a picture on the table he looked at his underlings looking at the map and photo nodding and exchanging looks before going on. "Sergeant Major, we'll need six good men to accompany and assist Barney and Jane on their mission. Men you trust to be capable enough doing a good job. Suggestions ?" Thorpe thought for a while, stroking his moustache before nodding and standing up. Turning to face his adversaries spoke. "I'd suggest Lance Corporal Smythe for the position as squad leader and that she'll pick the other participants. Would make more sense than having a long discussion about whom to choose and why... Least that's what I think, Sir." Barney and Jane nodded, not really willing to argue or say much to that matter. After all those organisational matters were things the boss and Mr. Thorpe were the experts in, not them. "Understood, boss." Nodding contently George put the map back into the drawer and got up, indicating the meeting was over. "You have your orders, the plan is laid out. Don't screw up, please, we can't afford that." |
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