"Perfect," he says, dryly, "I'm sure your antics will generate the exact kind of attention we don't want in no time at all. Maybe we should just plan to use you as bait, to distract the authorities while the rest of us do actual work."
A woman's voice cuts in, from the side of the crowd, calling up to the guy on the platform. She's dressed in black like the rest of them, but has removed her mask. "Mello, shut the fuck up," she says. "Being a complete bitch about everything isn't helpful. Go get a Snickers bar or something, Jesus." He glares at her but keeps quiet while she turns to Tim with an actual helpful answer.
"We mainly stick to word of mouth," she says. "It's easier to keep off the grid that way, no paper trail. We have places we meet to talk - places that are safer than this." She waves a hand, indicating the warehouse. "But we couldn't just invite everyone over right away - we gotta make sure we can trust you, and you're actually gonna help."
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A woman's voice cuts in, from the side of the crowd, calling up to the guy on the platform. She's dressed in black like the rest of them, but has removed her mask. "Mello, shut the fuck up," she says. "Being a complete bitch about everything isn't helpful. Go get a Snickers bar or something, Jesus." He glares at her but keeps quiet while she turns to Tim with an actual helpful answer.
"We mainly stick to word of mouth," she says. "It's easier to keep off the grid that way, no paper trail. We have places we meet to talk - places that are safer than this." She waves a hand, indicating the warehouse. "But we couldn't just invite everyone over right away - we gotta make sure we can trust you, and you're actually gonna help."