"So you kill them all and then dig the damn thing up yourself, I'd recommend poison, lots of water around you could just poison their water supply they wouldn't know it until they were dead." Hanlon had no issue talking in general public even surrounded by people who would be the target of this murder plot.
"That's not an acceptable way to get what I need Hanlon."
"Sure it is, you're just unwilling to see it." He had that smug look on his face, you know that "you know I'm right" look people get when they think they solve every situation with a quick glance and that's that.
"Well this was a good talk I'm glad that you came down from wherever you exist to tell me to commit mass murder to accomplish my goals."
"I did come here for a reason other than just attempting to help you through your silly dilemma, I have a job to do as well." I almost coughed up my drink because the idea of Hanlon working a normal job was hilarious.
"And that would be?"
"I want you to when ever you finish with this ridiculous bit of tom foolery help my team advertise our newest line of repeating rifles." I looked at him with suspicion.
"Help how?"
"By coming up with ads to sell these things to the common man, you're about the right intelligence level for it, I expect you report to this address in about a week, that should be all the time you need to give up at this treasure vault thing." He handed me a piece of paper and walked off. Val waited a minute and then came over.
"What did he want?"
"To have me help him sell weapons."
"Oh that will end great I can already tell." I shook my head at Val. Though to be honest he wasn't wrong, this did seem like a set up, but being able to see the latest Hanlon weapons was a bit of a nice perk. I mean eventually some jerk would be firing them against me, might as well get the jump on seeing where the weaknesses were. Though it did not solve my immediate problem of the treasure vault, thankfully I had a solution, copious drinking. What I didn't say it was a good solution...
No comments:
Post a Comment