First message
After a long night chasing down leads for my current contract I had to stop and gather my thoughts. I find myself in the old warehouse district. I’m aware I’m in mafia territory. A rival family of my stepfather. I ducked into a run down tavern and sat in the back. i had ordered a meal and a drink. I barely had enough coins to cover the meager meal. I am facing the door so I can see who is coming and going. It’s one of those days that feels like the calm before a storm. But in my world of silence, I allow myself to enjoy the meal. I even asked the barkeep if any rooms were available and if he needed help. The tavern owner would be in sometime this week and I planned to stay and see about settling down in this village. It’s mostly humans but I sensed some other supernaturals. I recognized the alpha that walked in and looked down concentrating on my meal. I didn’t need an alpha to claim me so he could add me to his pack.