27: Brice
Brice
It was a good thing Piran was back on the Proteus, Brice thought as he walked down the back-street. This area was rough, the air heavy with violence and desperation. The tech would’ve been a quivering wreck by now. Or he’d be strutting about, saying the wrong thing and making himself a target.
No, better that Brice was here on his own. Keelin could keep an eye on Piran, and if she had any sense she’d make him scared to go out.
Brice turned into a narrow alley, buildings stretching overhead, holding in the stink of rubbish. Not a place Brice would have chosen to be, but this was the location Piran had pulled for Gregos Keys.
Keys was a prominent name on Gill’s terminal, second only to Fay. Piran hadn’t got the man’s home address, but had pulled his business details.
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