Chapter 5: Aftermath of The Attack
"Who were these 'Iron Grenadiers' who attacked us? And why?" Goliath asked.
"They're mercenaries- men who fight for whoever pays the most. As for why, my guess is that they were after three discs-" Xanatos began.
"What is so important about those discs that those men would come here and seize them by force of arms?"
"Think of the discs as entire libraries worth of information. Ipsa scientia est potentia and all that."
Liquidator stood off to the side and snorted at Xanatos' flaunting his knowledge of Latin.
"I presume you want us to get the discs back for you." Goliath stated matter-of-factly.
"You don't have to, but I would appreciate you retrieving them sooner or later. I'll let you know when to move out once I find out who's behind the Grenadiers' little raid on our building and figure out where they kept the discs."
"Save it for tomorrow. The sun will be rising soon." Goliath stated as he walked out.
ST. BONIFACE'S CATHEDRAL CATACOMBS- BENEATH THE LOWER EAST SIDE:
"We got your stinkin' discs, Reynard!" Sawbones yelled into the comm.
"Thank you, Mister Morrison. However, your contract is not yet fulfilled."
"What are you saying?"
"You and other Iron Grenadiers will be stationed at the Cyberbiotics Tower, the Labyrinth, and aboard Fortress-1 for the next fortnight. Xanatos cannot acquire the discs. Do we have an understanding?"
"Yes."
"Good, Mister Morrison. I am not a man who you would wish to cross-"
"Nor are my superiors, Mister Reynard. Morrison out."
The feed cut off.
"You heard the man! Let's get moving and get our paychecks."