"Tch. What? Invite these guys? I'm not a dyke, so I'm not looking for a pussy." Taking a drag of her cigarette, even without the proper tattoos to make it look like she'd done time, she definitely had the attitude of a street punk. "The only reason I stick out, is because I'm the only bitch on this block who still has all her teeth." She kept leaned against the wall watching him approach, as her voice lowered. "So, you got something to share with me or you just wanna stare at my titties at all day? I got a schedule to keep here."
"That's a problem. You are too clean. That sticks out." The man snickered. "Time spend watching titties, is not a time wasted." He paused. "I never understood people's fascination with cats." The man crouched, his eyes hidden inside his hood. "What are you looking for Chika? Your kind usually stays away from the streets, unless they are really pressed."
“I’m not here to bust your ass about fake licenses or a few stolen cars. I’ve been good to you, right? Always paid fairly? Kept your name anonymous in reports? So listen to me when I say, if I’m gone you know that it’s bad for you. You won’t find anyone else you can seriously expect will keep their word and you know those fat fucks taking bribes would just be trying to dick you over the minute you shake their hand. So...this is where it is..” She launched into the story of the investigation, keeping out her family’s involvement, but stating she got a lead from her work partner at the hospital that led her here, and while some info was Minorly edited, he still got the full grasp of the story of the anyway and she knew he was smart enough to realize that losing the one person in the department he could actually expect to uphold their end of the bargain would end badly for him.
Jack heads up the scaffolding slowly. He analyses whether the building has any security, hacking any cameras, or placing down his own if there aren't any. Afterwards, he takes up a vantage point at the top of neighbouring building, looking down so he can see Sophia when she arrives. When she does show up, Jack doesn't move immediately. Instead, he only arrives about fifteen minutes after the meeting was meant to begin. "Ah, Miss Rose. Jack Gintano." The young man flashes her a charming smile. "I apologise for being late, I was with the head of another firm, and he simply would not let me leave. I practically had to fight my way to the elevator." He holds out a hand. "A pleasure to meet you."
After hearing her explanation, the man smirked. "There are always coopers ready to take some cash. I think you would be surprised." The man stayed quiet, listening to Taylor's explanation. "So, you are looking for red-bulls? It's a small gang, that operates in the area. But lately, they were spending cash - somehow they hit some good deal... at least it seemed that way. Now through? From what you told me, they lost most of their numbers." The man paused. "Their boss might have some answers you are seeking."
Unfortunately, there were few cameras present - all outside. Knowing he had not enough equipment, Jack put a few cameras he had on the eleventh floor of the building. The floor was raw - practically only glass and cables were ready. Some lazy worker left his tools, there were wooden construction and steel supporters present. He meet Sophia, who was wearing her usual white jacket, black shirt, dark stockings, clack corset and heels. Additionally, she had a construction helmet on and yellow construction shirt, that made her more visible. "Mr Gintano. Welcome." She greeted him, handing him a helmet and light green shirt. "Please put those on, and follow me to the office." She asked, leading the young man to barracks.
“Alright. That’s at least something. Obviously they aren’t the brains of the operation. Just there to the grunt work and take the heat from it. So that means just knowing where the boss holds out, and accessing his network to find where he’s holding out. Or I can get him to talk the old fashioned way.” Taylor glanced at her hand before tightening to a fist. “You know I’m one of the good ones. But...gotta say. I might still be just a bit cranky about the whole thing.”
The woman's ass was shapely, and it was nicely hugged by her business skirt. It was obvious she kept herself fit. The duo enters the barrack, that served as an office. "Please, sit down." She pointed at the chair, as she sat herself. "Now, Mr. Ginatano, what is it, that you actually are actually looking for, hmm?" The woman asked. It was strange, but she carried herself with dignity and that somewhat resembled that of his mother's... and that thought, made Jack throb.
"Good, bad - that are stories of last century. No there are only pure and rich." The man stood up. He then frowned. "Trouble." He said as he looked at the alley, where a few gangsters showed up. "Play along." He said as he threw his arm over Taylor. His hand slid under her shirt and started groping her tit - a thing that made her hot. She always loved attention on her tits. He moved closer, pushing her against the wall, his hand travelling over her tight. His face was right next to her and it looked as if he was whispering something to her.
Jack manages to keep himself collected, despite her resemblance. "Like I mentioned in the email, Exocorp wants to give a smaller firm a shot at building the new premises downtown. Of course, I'll have to assess your firm and make sure that it's capable of undertaking such a task." He makes a show of looking around.
Sophia leaned back in her chair, frowning. "I am not exactly sure what are your targets." She said. "While I might agree, that I am interested in cooperating with your company, I am hesitant to go deeper into the topic, without knowing what exactly you have in mind. My company mostly works with small projects. I would opt against going into something bigger like skyscrapers or commercial buildings." She said.
He presses a few buttons on his datapad, and a hologram appears, showing an office building blueprints. "We're building a mid sized corporate center, about forty stories tall. We're giving out a major contract for the design and construction of the building itself, as well as smaller contracts to construct various smaller parts of the building. We're willing to fully pay expenses for your work, giving you the money necessary to buy supplies and hire extra workers, though those suppliers and workers must all be from the local area. We'd also like you to appear in several press releases, for PR purposes, talking about how much Exocorp is helping you and the local community. How does that sound?"
Sophia looked at the picture for a moment analyzing it. "What's the catch?" She asked after a moment, her eyes still on the plans.
"Your husband is a local politician, isn't he? We'd be interested in making a hefty donation into his campaign fund. All he'd have to do is perhaps help us with a favour, every once in a while. We'd also appreciate it if he could...hold onto some funds for us. Off the record." Sophia would be worldly enough to understand what Jack is implying: Political corruption, and money laundering. He gives her another charming smile. "My employers have made it clear that compliance with those two conditions is non negotiable, but for the rest of the deal, I can help grease things to ensure that it all goes well for you. It's not often that one gets the chance to have such a beautiful business partner."
Sofia smiled and nodded happily. "I see I see." She said nodding. "Your company is into one political campaign and needs support and legitimacy of local politician after the... unfortunate accident." She grabbed the arm of Jack and gently lead him outside. She quickly locked the door and started leading him through the plaza. "It's obvious that such a move would benefit annyone that took the deal and bring reaches to that person. And what a move it would be on your side!" She said with a smile. "You, bringing legitimacy and support of famous politician to the table. You would certainly be promoted. "Sophia let go of Jack as they stopped in front of her car. "It's truly a genius move, worth of the next executive director. You have a great future in front of you!" She entered the car and started the engine. "I will be rooting for you, Mr Gintano, and observing your career with interest!" She said through the open window and drove away, leaving stunned Jack at the parking. It was the first time he was said no and felt as if his expectations were meet and all of his demands meet.
"Was...Was that a no? That was weird, she spoke a lot, but didn't say much." Jack hacks into the local traffic cameras, keeping a watch on where Sophia is going.
As he observed the car, Jack realised that she was going home. At some point, he had to eject from the network, because the police netrunner was onto him.
Best to let things wait for a bit. I'll check out what's happening with mom. Jack texts his mother. @Auraicide Hey, mom. Everything good with your investigation?
She was stunned by his sudden movements. He really didn't waste time, getting right to her sensitive parts.. Her tank top didn't do much to protect her giant tits and the squeezing left her making a gasp before he even told her to fake it. With the way her nipples were already hardening through her shirt, it was a little amazing how easy it was to get her excited from just cupping a feel. "D-dam." She glared at him for the sudden touch without warning, but didn't really blame him too much given the risk of being made here, letting her back come up against the wall as she mostly feigned the more heated parts of making out with him, but the unmistakable feel to her tits causing quite a bit of arousal. Hearing a buzzing in her pocket, she had to get out of her phone to take a peek, as she wrapped an arm over her informant's back. Sorta. Need to see the boss to find out more.
