Ferg took a heavy drag of his cigarette, and as a guest, Nekra laughed even more heartily.
"Enough, the weapon control in Emerald City is strict," Good Guy Tommy threw cold water on everyone's enthusiasm, "Forget military crossbows, you can't even get ten machetes in the city. What are you going to do, swing around a wooden stick or wave a kitchen knife?"
"Why not rob the Hall of Vigilance then? That'd be the quickest way to get weapons," Jaga said sarcastically, "or maybe the Emerald Legion—they have the best gear."
The entire warehouse fell silent.
"Uh, gentlemen, I'm not trying to be a downer, but have you considered," the News Vendor Zeka wiped his glasses and stuffed the cloth back into the pocket of his expensive coat, "if it was Black Silk Ribbon who did it, why didn't they come directly for you management folks, huh? Like slashing throats and hanging upside down?"
The bosses around the table frowned.
