Peons,
Several days ago, liaison officer Entropi alerted operatives to maintain surveillance on a handful of black market hotspots around the city. Their vigilance finally paid off when Heckle, leader of the Crow Bars gang, was seen leaving Club Succubus in quite a hurry. He switched trains in Tabor Park and was tracked into South Vauxton before his signal was lost.
This cross-town trip by the normally clannish Heckle could only be accounted for by some highly valuable commission: say, perhaps, gathering pieces of the second Twin for sale to some unscrupulous Exile. Our recently rebuilt Twin joined the operatives and I at Club Noir, from whence he led them out into the night, following his uncanny bond with his brother's missing limbs.
This took them to a building in northwest South Vauxton, where, despite her urging on of the local gang, the Runners, the Exile known as The Weaver was unable to prevent the Twin from accosting her, flanked by our operatives. She had no choice but to hand the legs and feet she had bought from Heckle back to their brother.
This has been a trying process, but the pieces, I think I can say, are at last falling into place. It is also coming to our attention that certain Exile elements have forgotten to pay their respects where respect is due. This, I assure you, will not be allowed to continue.
Flood
The Chateau
27th of October
