Organization Chat

[black king]

Congrats on the job, tr0nic . Sounds like an interesting one. 

Honestly at $35/hour to start it really is a Sims ass sort of job. Like I generally just ask people if they know anything about the case I'm working, collect a couple hundred bucks for the day, then go home. Kind of amazed that such a basic entry level job pays this well, but it is essentially hazard pay/trauma pay.

My first case that I'm actually working on right now is a missing person's case out of Manhattan & Brooklyn. 21 year old guy, early onset dementia from a bad head injury, went to visit his old apartment in Brooklyn alone and went missing. It's been like 17 days now, so the odds of a positive ending are very slim. If and when he is recovered, it will most likely be me finding the body, which will have been sitting out in the hot summer sun for over two weeks. Don't know if that's worth $35/hour yet, but I'm definitely going to find out at some point.

BUT, I'm still optimistic. 17 days and nobody has called in a dead body in Manhattan/Brooklyn/Bronx that matches his description. Say what you want about the US right now, we're not at the point where corpses are just left in the street for days on end. So that means he's still out there somewhere, afaik.

Just picturing you in the trenchcoat in a noir film office with an inner monologue on your first case.

pulls out a chrome zippo and lights a cigarette as some shady jazz begins to play "I know what you're thinking: How did I wind up in this situation? It was hot; middle of July and I'd been asked to find a guy in Brooklyn." puffs cigarette "Guy'd been missing for over two weeks with no sign. I tell ya, these streets ain't what they used to be. Used to, people'd leave bodies out in the open. Finding myself with no leads, I went down to O'Mally's bar to hit up the usual suspects. That's when she came in. Eyes like fire despite having been caught in the rain." puffs cigarette again "She sat down next to me and I knew she'd be trouble. 'Beat it, toots', I told her but she just ordered a pina colada and said 'Word on the street is you're looking for someone. Maybe that could be me'." takes another puff from the cigarette "She was a swell enough dame, sure. But now offering me a lead? Smelled too good to be true. I'd been weary of polite strangers ever since that bastard Edo kicked me out of GRU."