"Well Sugah," she said, more calm now that he wasn't dying, "I intend to find out anyways."
With that, she was true to her word and undid his handcuffs. She took several steps back, and glanced him over. He didn't look too bad anymore. She'd managed to put him back together. His shoulder still didn't look quite right, but it wasn't overly noticeable. She would let him go. It was clear whatever that thing was, it wasn't going to give up its hold on Nikolai so easily. Her computer beeped. She walked over, but would not let Nikolai leave just yet if he tried. She sat at her computer.
Before her was a recently updated criminal database, courtesy of their recent alliance with Damien Evans. Eastwood Disciples. Prostitution. No picture, but also connections to the city's coke trade. He'd needed a bump. This name made a lot more sense than David. Had that gang of malcontents she'd met at Stick's and Stakes been the Eastwood Disciples?
She looked up from her computer. "Come back soon if you need any more help. The Keeper of Elysium in particular should meet you, or you both," she said, alluding to whatever had choked him.
