A Little Twist

He had a gray suit on with a black tie, with a small smile that spread across his face. "Been a long time, hasn't it?" Mr. Drails said. "We thought you were dead for a moment."

"I thought I was dead for a moment—many times," I said with a smile. "At least I'm here. I'm pretty sure you want the two briefcases. Correct?"

"For sure. We need to destroy the Cobra virus as soon as possible," he said. "And for the money, we're gonna need to probably split it amongst all the EMO corporations. They'll need it. Do you happen to know where those briefcases are?"

"Um, let me find him real quick," I said, as I took off through the crowd to the right. I began to shout Fulton's name, not seeing him anywhere at all. Where did he escape to? He needed to be here soon.