Dial A Loan

Krieg gives Rebecca Simmons a call.

Rebecca looked down at the number and recognized it as the Priscus of the Haunts. After the briefest of moments passed she answered. "Good evening. How may I help you?" because she imagined if he was calling it wasn't to whisper sweet nothings into her ear.

"Good evening," he greets her. "I have a very special request to make. I'll owe you a small favor for your help. Are you available to meet?"

It seemed Mable had already begun to spread the word about Rebecca's 'charitable' side. She thought for a moment. "My schedule is a little tight but I believe I can make room for you. Where would you like to meet?"

"I fully understand. When you have time, I'd like to invite you to the Farm. You might like the view at night." Krieg then provides the address.

Rebecca chuckled audibly. "As I'm sure you're aware I have already provided some nice lighting and equipment for the Farm. Delivering them myself and enjoying the view while I was at it. But yes, I can come to the Farm to discuss your 'very special request,'" a playfulness in her tone.

Setup the scene and I'll be there.

"See you soon." Krieg hangs up the call.

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