"It would be a great honor and a pleasure to pass on my knowledge to you sir." Davis was interrupted by his cell phone going off.
"Oh, I do so apologize. This wireless telegraph doohicky is consistently going off these nights. A sign of the dire need for our services to the First Estate." Opening his texts he sees one from Mable.
Rapidly standing, Davis turns to Durand. "Sir Durand, I must again offer my deepest apologies. An emergency situation has arrived. A matter of great import and regarding prestation. I would ask for you to join me on this quest but I shall be moving with the utmost alacrity, speeds at which I have yet to teach you." With a flick of his wrist, a business card pops out from the cuff of Davis's shirt. "My contact specifications. We will have to conduct our conversation at another time. You are owed a trivial boon for the inconvenience of such a brevitous communication, again my apologies."
Without another word, Davis ran from the room, down the gangplank, into the Old Sacramento Underground where his hidden cache of arms and equipment was stashed. Where he could also access the Sacramento sewer network and reach Mable's location without the interference of Kine.
In order to close this scene and maintain continuity, it has been decided that it takes place immediately before
Beneath Notice: Finale. Continued
here.