Bloodhound

Jason smiles inwardly.

We're all keeping our eyes peeled, Hero. Keep it up. We may be the elite, but we all need extra eyes, even if we think the coast is clear.

Ryder leads the threesome outside where the sun has by now risen and has started to cast a heat over the city. Heading toward the parking lot, Ryder turns his head to see Katie as he hears her questions.

"Always lived here? Pretty much. Just as few, ah, shall we say, "business trips" have taken me to the States a couple times." He winks at Katie, signaling that those trips were probably related to TJY.

"As for great sights around here, that all depends on what you're looking for. City attractions? Got those. Life out in the peace and quiet? Got that too. But I think Carson could probably tell you about must of that."

Carson adjusts his backpack as he walks. "Been a couple years."

"Not much has changed, mate. Few more buildings... few more people. But it's the same." Reaching an old pickup, he lets the bags be put in the bed under a tarp. "As for secrets, they still exist too. Maybe harder to find. But they don't know about the bloodhounds like me."

Opening the door, he waves inside. "Alright. Hop in. Got your spots picked, or do I get the pretty sheila up front with me?"