Chapitre 128: Chapter 128

　　It had been a shit morning Raven thought as he parked in amongst the ever-changing array of cars under Vixen’s building. He was dodging Vice’s calls and had failed to dodge a swing from a long-term surveillance case who had cottoned on to his spying. Luckily, he was ready to wrap that one up, and had flicked the client through the required evidence whilst pressing a can of soft drink against his inflicted jaw.

　　The crew was working, this time on a very nice vintage Porsche, dressed in overalls and face masks. No one queried his arrival or stopped him on his way to the stairwell, so he assumed the face masks didn’t hide Vixen or Shadow behind them.

　　He climbed up to Vixen’s floor.

　　“Hey,” Shadow was playing PlayStation at the oversized TV and looked over his shoulder as the door opened. “Grab a beer and a control. Tempie’s off doing Tempie things.”

　　“What Tempie things?” Raven wondered as he grabbed a beer and slid onto the couch.