"… I’ve got a tech guy if you want. He’s a crack but don’t really get out of his hole. The name’s Bertram. Bertram Tung. Ugly one, but he does the job done… Sadly he has upset the local Baron, miss Voerman. The Therese one, not the sexy-killyouforsnack one. He’s hiding in the shadows currently. If you want him to help, you’ll got the pay her a visit. But hey, she’s really keen to the Camarilla…"
Several more shots were heard, as well as a slow grunt.
A distant voice, still Mercurio’s can be heard.
"I don’t care about YOUR FUCKING BULLETS, I’M ABOVE FUCKERS."
Well, this Mercurio was surely the interesting type…
"Of course, since it’s you.. I’ll give you that. She’s planning on giving Santa Monica to the Camarilla if she’s the Prince of it. You’ve not heard that from me of course."
Several more gunshots. A howling in the distance.
"Fuck fuck fuck… I’ve got to go."
The tone rang, as Mercurio has cut the liaison.
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