I set aside the ragged newspaper to answer Eerie's call. Most information I receive comes from whispers in the shadows. However, an old discarded newspaper brightened my spirit this morning, bring news of a recent fight.
"Miss K, have you seen the headline this morning?" asked Eerie, her eye spiraling with mystery on the screen.
"Just now," I told her, holding up my prized paper scrap for her to see.
"What do you know?" she asked.
"Grotto chatter mostly, I've heard of the Cardsmen. Most think they're nothing but heroes of urchin tales, however, I've picked up bits and pieces of information. Bartenders, Autofficer reports, and many more have spoke of mysterious brawls over card games. Every brawl reported is over a card game. It's where the Cardsmen show off I suppose."
"Anything else?" Eerie asked.
"A bit more, not much really." I shifted positions on the rooftop where I sat, directly across from the Business District bar.
"I've never shadowed this fellow, but believe me I intend-"
Suddenly, I spied an Autofficer watching me from the ground. I ducked out of sight and switched off my communicator. This was no ordinary Autofficer, no, this was the bane of my existence. Renia Sharpgaze fired her fog pistols at the rooftop.
"I know you're up there, worthless scum!" she shouted.
I breathed heavily, escaping Sharpgaze was no easy trick, she seemed to posses a sixth sense for finding just where I was at any time. If I was caught, off to Loiterer's prison.
I slide down the drain pipe and ran towards the bar. Granted, it's a horrible place to enter unprotected, however, it provided it's own protection when it came to Autofficers.
I dove over the counter and rolled on the floor. The bar owner said nothing of it, he knew how strange I was already. I squeezed myself behind a row of barrels just in time for Autofficer Sharpgaze to come barging in, her chestnut brown curls bouncing around her shoulders.
"Where are you, you sniveling brat!" she screamed into the bar.
A hush fell over the crowd, and all eyes fell on the lovely official. For as stony as Sharpgaze's heart really is, she's been voted the most beautiful woman in all Aethasia. She has blue ribbons and trophies from every year she entered the Miss Aethasia beauty pageant.
"Well well!" said the bar tender, raising his eyebrows, "What do we have here?"
"Official Business, that's what!" Renia yelled, slamming her his on the counter. "Have any of you riff-raff seen a scrawny, red-haired, green-eyed menace come this way?"
"Nope," replied a nearby drunkard, swaggering "But I sees an angel standin ere now!"
I can't help feeling sorry for her sometimes, she's so beautiful some can't take her seriously. She even has a lovely voice! Sharpgaze's cheeks burned with rage. She grabbed the nearest chair and threw it across the room at the drunkard before stomping out in fury.
I sighed with relief, glad to have escaped this time. However, I wasn't about to leave yet. At a table not far from my position, a card game was taking place . . .