You helped me and some friends out recently. That transaction
was business, but you still did me a good turn. I don't forget
that.
I heard through channels that there's some bad stuff coming
down on you - don't know why, people I talked to just said it had
to do with a guy named "J.C. Denton". I haven't heard of him, but
someone wants him dead, cold in the ground. Personal reasons.
And your name has come up.
Fair warning. Watch your back.
-Decker
These were the words Decker typed as he sat in the back seat
of the vehicle. Jacques was driving, he was taking them down the
Boulevard of Lenoir, which was rowed with tall white elegant
houses, some scarred with damage from the numerous riots and
demonstrations against the martial law. The saloon car sped down
the almost dead street. The martial law time limit was nearing as
the sun started to disappear against the silhouette of the
Parisian buildings.
Henri stopped the car and Jacques turned around in his seat.
"This is it the Citadines hotel." Decker looked out of the window
across the street at the grand hotel. From far away it looked
luxurious and upper class, but Decker saw it was now in a dire
state. The three got out of the car Erin said "Wow!" and Young
just looked up at the building. The car sped back down the road
taking a right hand turn leaving them on their own, in a strange
city.
The sign read Citadines in big elegant letters just above
APART' HOTEL which was in white capitals on a faded green
stripe underneath. The sign was slightly lopsided where someone
had thrown a projectile at it. The two white and plum coloured
columns either side the decorative double doors were scarred with
anarchistic graffiti, and the two windows above the sign were
boarded up. What was once an upper class hotel had now turned
into a drop in Bed and Breakfast in a dire state of repair. The
hotel was vast, over one hundred apartments and a private
underground car park used by government officials and the
occasional celebrity, but the great depression and political
chaos that hit the great city, forced the owners to abandon the
hotel in fear.