The Good Old Days 1

[Storyteller]

You arrive at the boss's house, but have to wait outside his office before you can see him. Whatever it is, it seems to take forever, because you have to wait for nearly 20 minutes.

Eventually, the door opens, and a slight gentleman, dressed in a suit, walks away, without even looking at you.

Looks foreign.

Finally, you're admitted.

"Come in, Nikolai."

You walk into the office once again, closing the door, and take a seat across the desk from him. He doesn't seem as jovial as yesterday, but he doesn't seem particularly pissed off either, which is good.

"I take it that you have some good news for me, am i right?"

[Smoothie]

"Absolutely. Fortunately, colateral damage was minimal. No family, just his driver. After all the noise, I'm sure the fire was spotted quickly." He moves his hands expressively as he speaks. "It's a shame that people try to bring chaos to the order we must maintain."

[Storyteller]

He smiles gravely.

"Yes Nikolai. It is. And for now, the threat to our nation destroyed, we return to out peace, thanks to you. Until our next problem crops up. I'd give it at least a day."

He grins. It's best described as...unnerving.

"I've arranged for suitable...compensation, for your efforts. Help yourself to that briefcase on the table over there. I feel it shan't be long before we see each other again, but until then, keep out of trouble."

He winks.

[Smoothie]

Nicolai smiles, gaining more from the praise than the thought of the money.

...But he still takes the money.

He stashes away most of the cash in a safe in his home, taking a good sum with him. Then he goes to Anica's house to celebrate.