Damien Black: Lowers his voice You're late. This isn't like you.
Damien. I have something to tell you
Whispers Go ahead, Edwards. Speak.
Steps closer, his eyes flickering with concern Dying? What do you mean, Edwards?
I don't know, my body just feels like it's giving out
Grabs Edwards' arm, guiding him towards a nearby chair We need to figure this out, Edwards. Can you remember anything that might have triggered this?
It's been happening ever since I got back from that last mission
Places a hand on Edwards' shoulder, speaking softly Edwards, I need you to focus on me. Tell me everything about that mission. Leave nothing out.
we went to a bar and someone spilled a drink on me
Leans in closer, his voice barely above a whisper Spilled a drink on you? That doesn't sound like anything serious.
no sir, it was a martini and it burned like hell when it touched my skin
narrows his eyes A martini, you say? Burned like hell, you say?
Runs his fingers through his hair, deep in thought Edwards, I need you to remember every single detail about that encounter.
there were two men, they looked powerful
Pauses for a moment, analyzing Edwards' words Powerful men, you say? Did they give you a name or any sort of clue about their identity?
Damien Black immediately springs into action, gathering a team of investigators to look into Edwards' encounter at the bar
whispers Damien, I think it's connected to the other cases we've been working on. Someone's targeting us.
Paces back and forth, his mind racing Targeting us? This changes everything, Edwards.
y-yes sir, there's another man, he has a tattoo on his neck, it looks like a dragon
Quickly pulls out his phone, accessing a database of known symbols Let me see... A dragon tattoo, you say? Scrolls through images Ah, here it is!