I walked to the Red light district with Millie and Bertram following behind me. I led them to an alley where I waited for my contact to arrive.
Millie glanced at me, "So just what exactly are we doing here?"
I answered casually, "I had to ask my birdies about a personal vendetta."
Millie tilted her head, "A personal vendetta?"
I was about to explain when someone snuck out of the shadows wearing all black. Bertram had experienced these alley meetings with the birdies before, but he still tensed up at the mans sudden appearance. The man in black silently nodded at me and I nodded back. He handed me a thick file and I exchanged it with a large bag of gold. The man felt the purse of money, nodded, then disappeared into the shadows once more.
Millie glanced down at the file, "What was that about?"
I looked down at the file with an eerie smile. I turned back to look at the clueless Bertram and Millie. I smiled, "I think we ought to go shopping for a new attire. My treat of course."
