Resolve (1)
Erik pocketed his phone, his face a mask of controlled calm. He turned to face June in his dog form. There was a question in his mind. His curious eyes showed that.
<What did Noah say?> June asked.
Erik sighed, running a hand through his hair. <We're in trouble, June. The Blackguards have placed a bounty on my head. They've accused me of killing civilians and asked the Mercenary Guild to hunt us.>
June's ears perked up at this, his tail momentarily stilling. <That's a serious accusation.>
<Yes, it is.> Erik nodded. <They've even canceled many of our contracts. But Noah is moving money to safe accounts under aliases.>
<What do we then?>
<We need money, June.> Erik said, his voice hardened with determination. <Our assets are safe for now, but we can't access them without revealing our location.>
Understanding dawned in June's eyes. <You want to use your biological supercomputer system rob ATMs?>