"Hmm?" Hearing what Razi spoke of, Smoke Pac began thinking frenetically. Soon after, a thought hit him. "I know just where to start." He had a maniacal grin on his face.
Without another word, Smoke Pac stormed out of the lab, ignored his fellow gang members, changed into something decent and made his way to Crystal Nightclub. The moment he entered the bustling establishment, he scanned the room for Madam Plastic, the former business associate he had come to see. He spotted her sitting at the bar, sipping on a martini.
He had been to the club to visit her earlier in the morning before he got wind of the manifestation of the Chaos Rubik's Cube. And here he was back again before the day was fully over.
Smoke Pac marched up to Madam Plastic with his face contorted with anger. As soon as he arrived at the bar, he pushed away the surrounding crowd and said, "I need to speak with you."
