where: the lab, tattoo parlor when:august 13, round ten who: @madhatmercury
With a flick of his thumb, Raleigh watched as the neon open sign in the parlor’s window shut off, darkening the street considerably. He didn’t turn the lock yet, however, expecting more company despite the late hour. Mercury had responded to his text with her usual flair, more than lured in with the promise of weed. Truth be told, he was looking forward to her arrival for more than just business, interested to know what had happened at the Gala from her end of the event. Raleigh had a ravenous curiosity and Merc satisfied him constantly with tales of drama and woe within Dertosa. If some of that information got back to H, Raleigh was only doing his duty and passing on the need to know.
Tucking his lighter into his pack of cigarettes, Raleigh tossed the box onto the counter. Nodding at one of the remaining artists cleaning his station, he busied himself with shutting down the office for the night. Counting the drawers didn’t take long, Raleigh was tucking the cash into the safe when he heard the front door announce the arrival of another person with a soft ding. Shutting the reinforced door and clearing the code, he was strolling into the front once more.
At the sight of the hacker, his mouth curved up into a slight grin. “I think that might be record time, Merc. Did you run here?”
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Matt.” Raleigh spoke next to the remaining artist. Seeming relieved with the dismissal as all double shift pulling employees are, it didn’t take long for Matt to roll out the door, tossing a goodbye and a smile for Mercury over his shoulder. “Think you have an admirer too.”