Snippet #2690722

What looked like three human men in black suits, each carrying a black suitcase made of steel, came strolling down the path. They were out today to find small businesses to invest their labor in without being noticed by too many officials; simply put, they were looking for black market deals to expand their presence into Wing City. When they came to the split, the went towards Wing City.

A black SUV came down the road, stopping and parking. Currently this vehicle was on Auto Pilot and could be summoned at any given notice, so the Fireknaughts felt a bit more comfortable in this unknown location.

"Sir, it seems kinda dead out here. Shouldn't we be a bit more into the city?"

"Nah, we're in the right spot. Here is where we'll find what we need and plant our roots. You'll see."

"I hope so. We've been cooped up in those warehouses for year and i'm ready to do something besides shine the artillery."

"That will come, but first we need to build a path into the city and become a 'normal'. To do that, we'll need money. So keep quiet and keep an eye out. No need to talk too much and get the wrong persons attention."