[b]Wire[/b]

Some surprise wriggled it's way across Wire's thoughts: there were two of the big bosses here. Things were obviously in bad shape if Marconi and Music were working together.

 "Glad to see you're alright Howard. I would have hated to have lost you."

[i]Oh wow, things must be [b]really[/b] bad if a notorious loose cannon of a meta is being welcomed.[/i]

Howard seemed to clock on that something was wrong; his face remained blank, as the sudden burst of anger didn't come. Then the crime boss turned to him and Wire gave him his full attention.

"You must be the go-getter. Tell me how did you find our boy here? And how'd you get him back?"

He took a small breath, and restrained himself from tapping on his helmet. Static came through his mask as he sighed.

"The go getter.. is that what you guys have been calling me? I'm a private investigator with a mastery of martial arts. I just did my job. And as a client, you have yet to challenge me."

His words were tired and provoking. He was probably as close to the heart of the Outfit as he could get, and Wire needed to show his competence in person as his actions had in his string of recent cases. But no one was to know of his powers. And as it stood, no one did. No one but her. Wire briefly wondered what she might currently be doing, but proceeded to dismiss that distraction from his psyche. He couldn't afford distractions right now. His hidden eyes watched the two men intently.