Chapter Two:Felix's Descent
Damned rat.
Felix ran up one street, down one alley, and slipped into another. Waiting there was his contact, Josef Kratz.
At 5' 6", 130 pounds, he didn't look like much, but what he lacked in strength he gained back in being a slimy, buttery, weasel-like man who could get any information from anywhere.
Looking up from his watch, he said to Felix,"Right on time."
"What did you find?"
He snorted. "An empty apartment. Apparently, he knew you were on to 'im."
"Any idea where he was going?"
"He's not very smart. He's probably in the building over, thinking he's clever, and you'll never find him. I can assure you he's still in town."
"Thanks. And Z?"
Felix called him "Z", because the last person to call him Josef had wound up dead in their bedroom. Of natural causes, of course.
"Yeah?"
"If you see him, slit his throat."