[Jack_Spade]

"You mean da business with da fucking cops? Got away as fast as I could - damn fascists.
A meal you say? How about you add a few hundred NewYen?"

...
After some bantering the man relented:
"Ok, ok. Yeah I've seen what happened. Guy came out of the Stuffer alone with a cup in his hand. Was about to ask him for some change, when he suddenly looked around like he heard something. Stuck his hand in his jacket as if to draw a gun, but he seemed to have left it at home. He cursed in some lingo or other and looked toward the street. A black SUV came driving along. This guy goes for his other pocket, takes a pill or something out and puts it in his mouth. He opens the lid of his cup to take a swallow. But the drek is to hot so he spits half of it back in. He just gets the lid down again when the car stops beside him.
The window goes down and hear a shot. Guy clutches his breast and looks confused as his hand comes away clean without any blood. Than he just keels over.
Last thing I saw before I scrambled was a guy getting out of the car looking exactly like the one on the ground. After that I hid away as fast as I could."

[Volker]

"Looks like our fellow tried to fake his own death. What do you think? Somebody was modified to look the same way Scary Salsa does. The dead man obviously is not Scary Spice himself: his augmentations don't match those SS was supposed to have checked. So somebody - I assume, Spicey Scar himself - offered a gutter rat (we're now leaving facts and entering the brain-wanking phase) - a sum to allow some modifications to be made. Our gutter rat now looks exactly like SS. Now it's time to send the official Scary Spice into Nirvana. Boom.

"There are still questions:
Firstly, why should he put such an effort in faking his death?
Secondly, why did the subject try to drink from the coffee?
Thirdly, why did they put all the effort in putting their hands on the laes if they planned to ex him anyway?
Fourthly, why did they stun him first, and then kill him?"

[SquirrelDude]

"And fifth, what pill did he try to take and why did he try to take it?

[SgtBoomCloud]

Krestov nodded, straightening up before slotting another credstick.  "Fifty should be plenty.  The hot dog stand will give you a meal, say it on troll's tab.  Spasibo, thank you"  Turning, he nodded to Slobbertooth before walking away.

"It is clearing that Spice in morgue and Spice from hotel not same Spice.  Information we have here likely enough.  Perhaps Lung Feng best option taking next...or what about shadow clinic?  Long shot, but maybe information there?"

[SquirrelDude]

I'd rather we get as many rubber ducks in a row that we can before we talk a Triad"

[Volker]

"Why not talk to the Sunkid first? Do you think it's dangerous?"

[Sabato Kuroi]

"So correct me if I got  this  wrong: The Chinese stunned the first Spice and shot the second one dead.They probably took the first one with them.We should pay Lung Feng a visit."

[Volker]

"Either this, or they stunned the fake one, then killed the fake one. That guy over there said that the other SS left the SUV. I guess he did it on his own."

[SquirrelDude]

Since we can't decide on where we want to go, how about we let luck decide. bnc, you can do the honors, as I'm sure you've got a random number generator program somewhere in your chrome dome.

"[1] is we get an audience with the Triads, [2] is we talk to Sunkid, and [3] is we go the clinic to get more information on the treatment he was undergoing."

[Jack_Spade]

Just as the indecision is about to kill the team's momentum, they received a call from no-one else but the Sunkid himself:
"Oy, I's jus received a call from sum tart jabbering 'bout Scary. Says 'e's been to 'er bordello, but vanished again jus' before sum Chinamen busted 'is room and now is not answering 'is new phone. Says she's got my number from Scary if anythings gone wrong. You's may wanna check out dis bordello: Moma Chau's. Ask's for Candy."

[SgtBoomCloud]

Krestov was just about to make the executive decision when the comm rang out, the troll answering it himself.  Clearing his throat, he gave a nod.  "Many thank you for advice, Sunkid.  Some information coming up now, wondering if you knowing of more.  In investigation, name Lung Feng came up.  Familiar with him, maybe?"

At the same, time, he filtered in a text message to the others.

<<With many unknowns, spilling stroganoff to Sunkid may do more harming than good.  Right now, Krestov theory is either Spice is kidnapped, or faking death to screw Sunkid.>>

[Jack_Spade]

"Lung Feng? OY, that's one oily snake, if ever I's saw one. Was one o' the first we's asked fo' a hidin place fo' me stuff. Asked some horrendous price and wanted even first pick and exclusive sales. I's tell him fuck off;" was Sunkid's reply.

[Sabato Kuroi]

Torrent uses his comlink to send a text message to Candy.

<<@Candy : I had to stay low for a while.Is there any safe place we can meet?>>



"I think I should have a little chat with the girl.Even if she sees through my disguise maybe she will help anyway.After all, she seems eager to find Spice."


A third Scary Spice  must be making the killer nervous..

The thought amused Torrent

[Volker]

bnc listens to the various conversation, but remains silent. She knew she was clever, but she also knew she was a cub in the biz. The pros would know what they did, and she would listen.

[SquirrelDude]

Josiah ran a thumb across his tusks. "So Lung was aware of our stockpile, but didn't get paid the way he wanted to. We've finally got something approaching a firm motive for Scary Spice to off his own double. There were still too many possibilities, though. Maybe Sunkid has been meeting with the fake Scary Spice for a while now.

He reconsidered going down to get the bullet in the sewer, but he still wasn't up for it.