@lluiscarrasco -- The casino, late
You're the only one available. You'll get a day off. Or at least that's what they said. Kian knows it's a lie -- there's no days off. There is no peace.
When he enters the casino, his quickly downed coffee finally kicks in. He doesn't greet his colleagues immediately, just looks around -- he's gotten all the information he needs, to snoop around a little.
Then suddenly, there's a familiar face, and that's interesting. It really is. Because last time he's seen Luis, it was at the party of a mutual friend. Maybe there's a way to find out some things, before Luis finds out who he really is? -- The badge is secured in his pocket, the warrant tucked right in there, too.
Kian follows the man towards the personal rooms in the way back, hands in the pockets of his sweater jacket, then stopping the door from falling shut before Luis can disappear.
"Hey, Luis. Wassup. What's going on here?"