Subsection: Tuesday 8 October 2019 Up Section: 1.05 TBD

Wednesday 9 October 2019

Around 2am, Jesus’ phone rings: a neighbour tells him that the SWAT team just broke down his door, something about drugs, and they’re still there. Around 5am someone comes through smelling strongly of beer, but otherwise the night is uneventful.
This doesn’t seem to be working, even when the number of visitors picks up a bit in the morning. The team plans shifts in a van, using an enchantment from Natasha to detect the smell of vinegar at the card barrier.
Jesus finds that his place is still being forensicated; reading between the lines, it looks as if they got a tip from what’s normally a solid source, and went in heavy.
(23 September 2020)
The members of the team who were up all night go to get some sleep. Jesus finds someone who specialises in police-related damage to get his place fixed up, but goes back himself to see if the forensics team are finishing up. They’ll be the rest of the day, but suggest he should check in with the cops anyway.
He eventually gets through to Lieutenant De La Rosa (Narcotics), who’s clearly angry, though not specifically at Jesus; he says something about informants not being as reliable as one might think they were. This ends fairly neutrally; Jesus isn’t getting an apology or his door paid for, but nor is he getting arrested. He finds some friends to crash with.
The group talks again at lunchtime; they plan to visit Burns’ office that evening. Jesus goes to get some tapping gear to be left behind on site. Natasha sets up a new disposable appearance.
They get on site around 5.30. Some of the shops nearby are still open, and will be for a while yet; they go round to an access path at the back, the common smoking area for all employees. AFLC has a reasonably seriously locked door, with bolts through the frame and a wired window; Jesus gets through that, and confounds the alarm panel. The place is divided into three: open front area with reception desk (with quite a bit of mail piled up inside the front door), main office with one desk, and rear break area. Nobody’s been working at the reception desk for some months, it would appear. In the main office there’s a day book; older appointments are ticked off, but nothing after lunchtime on Wednesday 25th, the day after Marcus rented the storage unit. There are some photos on the walls, suggesting that this is indeed the same person who put down the cash for the rental.
Going through the computer as well reveals that the storage unit was rented for Detective Duane Humphries of the Jacksonville PD, who had an appointment on the 24th. He assumed Humphries was up to something dubious, and was planning to find out more. Jesus copies the contents of the computer, then bugs it and the net connection. They get out again, re-setting the alarm and locking the door.
Det. Humphries shows up in a news story a few years ago, talking to the press; judging from the story, he’s in Narcotics.
In a coffee shop, Natasha scries for the flattened face of Burns; it’s not within three miles, but it is within ten, and she has an idea of direction. They drive closer, and try again… and it’s in another storage rental place, this one U-Haul, so they also do vehicle rentals and such like.
She looks inside. The setup is much as in the other storage area; the only other skin here is that of Detective Humphries. On analysing the preservative fluid, she gets a composition of vinegar, water, and some odd organics; she reckons that with a bit more thought she might be able to come up with a noxious brew that would wreck one of these skins not only in the drawer but while it’s being worn.
They go to a chemical supply store to stock up on ingredients for this brew, then retire to Natasha’s while she makes up two batches. Jesus goes to get some water guns.