Trigger: Day 7

Word Count: 42,013

Summary of Events:

On his foray downtown Spencer had ended up meeting a girl named London he was sure he could not only trust, but get valued information on what was going on downtown from; they arranged a secret meeting and he got some good information from her, including that the Billionaire Queen seemed to be a citizen gone rogue. Following the meeting he received a call from the company he'd contacted about possibly helping make the outfit he'd designed . . .

Excerpt of the Day:

Quickly he took up the receiver and put it to his ear. “Hello, Dean Thomas speaking.”

“Hello Mr. Thomas,” a man’s voice replied. “This is Willis Fletcher, Vice President of CrimeWatch Law Enforcement Supplies. I understand that you are looking for a custom crime fighting suit.”

“Yes I am,” he replied.

“Well, Mr. Thomas,” Mr. Fletcher said. “We’ve never undertaken such a project before.”

“I’m not surprised, I doubt there’s a lot of people looking into this sort of thing,” he replied.

“Not really, no,” Mr. Fletcher agreed. “But we are willing to work with you on this outfit, as we believe that this is just the sort of thing that will help advance our merchandise so as to better serve all of our clients better, even if we don’t end up making more of these sorts of outfits for other people.”

“I’m very pleased to hear that,” he said.

“Now, do you have any sort of design concepts?” Mr. Fletcher asked.

“Indeed I do,” he replied. “I drew up some concepts the other day. Where do you want me to send them?”

Mr. Fletcher gave him the mailing address and he scribbled it down on the back of one of his calling cards.

“We look forward to doing business with you Mr. Thomas,” Mr. Fletcher said.

“I look forward to doing business with you too,” he replied.

They exchanged farewells and he hung up the phone before heading off to the parkade, where he got into his car and took up the envelope with the designs in it, as well as a letter explaining how strict he was on them and how willing he was to work with them even over the distance between their locations.

He wrote the address centre front on the envelope. He then stared at the envelope for a long moment. It had a stamp on the right hand corner, and the delivery address in the middle, but no return address in the left hand corner.

If he wanted to work with them over long distance it might be helpful for him to include a return address so that they wouldn’t necessarily have to call to find out what his address was.

He didn’t want packages to be sent to Anastasia House though. Evangeline would wonder what they were — especially being as they’d probably have the return address of CrimeWatch — and she wouldn’t let him alone about them; she probably wouldn’t even let him open them alone.

Sending them to the factory wouldn’t be a good idea either. What he’d need to do would be to have the packages sent to an altogether different place, preferably a different place that no one else was receiving mail at.

There were a fair amount of abandoned houses on the fringes of the southwest, most abandoned because residents got scared off by gang activity, murdered by gang activity, or the houses were in such disrepair because their residents had been so careless that when their residents moved out no one wanted to buy them.