Sunday March 3rd, 2070; ~01:53; Billy's Garage, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

Madge gets up and follows Billy to the other room. She savors the soycaf, treating it like the day, or the week's, ration of it.
FYI: Billy has 600 left on account and 100 left in starting money.
Madge looks at the money, then back at Billy, speechless. She takes a moment to compose herself, "What do you need me to look at?"

Billy pulls up some examples of the '69 Chryselr-Nissan, as well as a good nuber of larger sized SUVs that seem to fit her rough destricption, bringing them up on an AR holo display.

I need some more information on what type of vehicle you saw. Just scan through these and let me know if any of them look like the car you saw last night.

Several minutes later, working with Madge you are able to replicate the vehicle in AR using your Popular Mechanics Dream Car™ ARSoft. She is quite excited to be of help and has a pretty good memory for details, just is not familiar with the various models of vehicles. When it is done, she is beaming with pride.

Billy smiles back. Great job Madge, that's just the sort of thing I needed. That'll help loads. Gimme one sec, wil ya?

Bily steps aside for a moment, calling up Sledge's comm, and forwarding a message with the pic attached.

<<<<@Sledge[Bedlam] This is what Madge gave me on the ride. Having the color might make things easier. I should be there in 40. See what you can find chummer. And Thanks. - BB>>>>>

After sending the message, Billy grabs his xtra things, and heads back to talk to Madge.

Listen Madge, I gotta jet outta here. This prolly' ain't gonna be the best place for you to stay bunked down for a while either. Not exactly safe, ebing associated with me at the moment.

Well it might be right now. I ain't exactly infamous or anything. That might change in th enext few hours or so though.

Is there someplace I can drop you. Coffin hotel or somethin'? Place with a dry roof?

Sunday March 3rd, 2070; ~01:55; Billy's Garage, Redmond Barrens, Seattle

<<@Bedlam [Sledge] Oh yea, saw that one. Already cased the area expecting your call and cataloged what I found. You realize there are four Westwinds in the area...?>>

Madge smiles through her tear streaked, dirty face. "Where ever. The coffin motel on Clark is pretty safe, though usually too pricey." She then looks up at Billy, attempting to bat her eyes... "Thanks a lot for the cash. Sure there's nothing I can do for you..?"

I should be able to get back what I lost with this. That's what I needed. Worry about yourself for a while. Take care of you. You need a lit?

When the hell did I become a crying heart?

Quickly, Billy assembles his gear, including a radio detonator and some duct tape, his tags, his shock gloves, and some extra med stickies, as well as a flat black helmet. Might be better not to stand out so much right now. Quickly he sends a reply to Sledge.

<<<<[ @sledge]I'll be there in 30. Just keep an eye out and hands off for now. I don't intend to make any trouble around there. Too many corp kids and shakers, not to mention Johnson's on business.>>>>

With that, Billy gets himself together, dropping Madge at the Coffin if needs be, and heads to the Inferno.

Sunday March 3rd, 2070; 02:15; En route to Downtown Seattle

Madge dropped off and his gear loaded, Billy once again sets out to try and put an end to this horrid night. Checking his finances, Billy finds 100 in hard currency and 600 left in his account.

Still 15 minutes out, Billy gets a message from Sledge.
<<@Bedlam [Sledge] Hey Boss. This punk just loaded up with a pair of party girls.. He's heading out.>>

<<<<< @Sledge - Frag it all! Just not my night. Tail 'em, and from a distance. If he's distracted by two joy girls, he won't be as attentive. Jsut keep your distance. See if one of the girls has a public PAN you can follow instead of staying within visual. I'll catch up>>>>

Shouldn't have wasted so much damn time with Madge. Going soft ....

More annoyed than ever, Billy guns it, trying to play catch up. He links up to Sledge's PAN to figure out which way he should be going.

<<@Bedlam [Sledge] Hey boss, this actually looks like a gift. The car is driving like GridGuide™ is in control... and yea, both this bimbos, Bambi and Tina, have active coms. I'll back off and let 'em drive.>>

Looks like the ragger is out celebrating. Good karma for helping out Madge? Nah .. don't delude your self. The quarter has to come up in your faor sometimes.

<<<<< Sounds good. I'll stay linked to you and see if I can get an intercept. Will catch up soon.>>>>

Using the freeway route they're following, Billy tries to find a good spot to link up with Sledge, playing a gae of catch up, and zeroeing in on the sewer rat that hopefully doesn't realize he's in a cat and mouse game.

Sunday March 3rd, 2070; 02:55; Downtown Seattle

Tracking to Sledge's position eventually takes Billy to an apartment building in the Northgate neighborhood. This time of night, traffic is light to non-existent. The buildings are in reasonable repair, but most are decades or more old and most street lights are operating. Checking the Star ratings, Billy finds them to be A-B.

He finds Sledge leaning against a tree in a little park across the street.
<<@Billy [Sledge] My ride is in the alley, a block down on the right.>>

Sunday March 3rd, 2070; 02:55; Downtown Seattle

Billy continues, "There seem to be about six apartments on each of the three floors. Are we waiting, good cop/bad cop or just seek & destroy?" He ends with an evil smirk.

Seek first. We'll see about 'Destroy' when we get there. But it's up on my list of popular ideas for the night. I'm gonna run a PAN search first. If that doesn't .... pan out, I've got a direction Mic. I'd rather avoid listening door to door.

Billy runs a PAN search for the two girls PAN to narrow down their location. Failing that, he's got a directional and laser mic to prep, as well as Audio enhances and select sound filters. Listening at doors is pretty embarassing, but at least he doesn't have to lean against them.

Sunday March 3rd, 2070; 02:55; Downtown Seattle

Sledge waits while Billy attempts to lock in on the girl's PAN. Noticing Billy's frustration, Sledge offers up the following:
<<@Bedlam [Sledge] I've got a PAN link to one of the girls. -> ARO Attachment: PAN ID <- I think we need three of us to triangulate, but between the two of us, we should be able to narrow it down pretty close.>>

Billy fucks around with the com system for a few minutes and eventually stashes the thing in his pocket, turning it off for the moment.

Fraggin "New Tech" bulldrek. Screw this, do this old school.

Billy walks over to the car that Sledge identified as the runners, pulling his olfactory sensort unit, An Ares U-Smel-That1000, and points it at the car, taking care to keep his distance just incase the runner shares Billy's sense of paranoia. He keeps the unit at his hip, angled from a casual looking pose, while pulling out a cigarette with his other hand and making small talk with Sledge. Once he's got a few samples identified, he looks to the apartment to see what he's up against.

Scanning the doorway visually, Billy looks down at the U-Smel1K to see the screen flickering feebly, with no useful data recorded.

Damn it.

Sledge follows along until Billy comes up against a brick wall in his attempts to find the trio. "Hey boss, if nothing else, perhaps this will help." He slides open a hidden compartment in his cyber arm and pulls out a maglock passkey. Another few moments and the front door opens with a "ping".

"May not know which apartment they are in, but this will at least get us in the building."