@infiltratcrs closed starter Barty had been doing the usual hustle, selling what he could for a higher price than it was worth. Technology, drugs, anything he could get his hands on. It was a simple day, a few things going under the table, a couple buyers meeting up with him here and there. Overall, the pay would be substantial. He’d just finished up with a client, giving them a small nod as they wandered off with their new, totally reliable, tracking device. Idiot. It wasn’t until he felt someone touch him that he snapped out of business mode. “The fuck, man!” Barty pulled away from the other, straightening his jacket as he looked at the older man. “Watch it.”



















