Shadowed

[ranuccio]

Hunching inside his jacket, the light rain making his hair stick to his head, Ranuccio kept on walking, kept on smoking, not caring about where he was going, not right now. There were a couple of people he ought to see, later on, much later, but he didn't feel like spending time in another bar, not yet anyway. The whole afternoon has been enough,

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[janus_tm]

Alec puts down the phone and turns to his desk, opening his laptop and tapping a few keys.

The first report's in your inbox, boss," Boris had said. "My old mate Ilya said it was dead easy to find where your man's holed up and tail him. Said it doesn't look like the man's expecting to be followed, just goes around like he owns the place, they even shared some wine and a smoke in a bar. The man's been practically living in bars apparently, but you'll read it all in the report.."

The green eyes scanned the screen quickly, then went back and read through the report again.

So Ran was close, close enough that if Alec went down into the city he could drag him home in less than an hour.

So what the hell was Ran doing down there?