"Did you see that?" I asked.
"See some idiot running in the dark and almost tripping over himself? Of course."
"I saw that too, Captain. He knocked himself against one of the server farms on the way too."
What the heck, how did the both of you see that? All I saw was some figure running off!
Whatever.
"Do you think that's our guy?" I asked.
Amber shrugged, "I wouldn't be surprised if he was. Who else would be living down here in a place like this?"
Err… I mean… It could just be a squatter or the figure might have also been a Merc hired to do something to the server farms…
But what do I know?
I pocketed the screwdriver thingy thinking that it should belong to our quarry before returning to following Mara's directions.
Her map led me to the corner of the server room where there were rather distinct scratch marks on the ground.
Clearly there was something heavy that was being dragged along the ground here repeatedly.
