[@Doc Doctor][@Grammatik]

[i][color=gray]”Try askin' Stevie Boy 'bout the Engineer!”[/color][/i]

[color=silver]Yuri had stopped by one of the many brothels, leaning against the corner of an alley, checking in on news when he stumbled upon the private conversation. He kept his back turned on the duo, he couldn’t quite make out what the second man was saying with the hushed tone he was enforcing. He turned his head back over his shoulder, leaning his body more as the taller of the pair dragged the other male in an apron some kind of cook down the alley. They were caught up in each other and probably didn’t notice him glancing. [/color]

[color=silver]Waiting for them to have turned a corner further on he jogged down, trying to stay light footed. He approached the corner cautiously, just catching sight of them as they turned another corner, the gaunt, taller male with large rim glasses was firing out subtle and quiet threats as they made their way deeper through the back streets. A couple passed him, firing glances that Yuri was too preoccupied to notice, shoulder pressed against the wall watching at the two he was now trailing walked further on. He had an arrangement but figured possible information on the Engineer could be useful, guy seemed popular.[/color]

[color=silver]Yuri continued to follow discreetly behind from a distance until they came at a stop by a building in the process of restructuring.[/color][color=gray] [i] “What alternative have I got, huh? You're puttin' me through the wringer for nothin'!"[/i][/color][color=silver] Yuri closed the distance to within earshot of the discussion. He crouched, leaning his back against a metal barricade. Xil Gil, Yuri racked his brain for what Xillian Giles would want with the Engineer. He didn’t know much about Giles but had heard stories, his handlers would probably be interested in something like this. It wouldn’t get him a pardon, but maybe some kind of road to a get out clause. He took out his phone from his pocket and started recording what was happening, occasionally hugging tighter to the wall when one or the other would look his direction, not wanting to draw attention to himself. He caught the whole show on camera, whatever Giles had done to that guy, him falling and getting stuck in a box, the detainee frozen to the spot, knowing if he ran it’d be just prolonging a game over, a dead man walking. He ended the recording right as Xillian was brushing himself down after having shoved the box off across the side street.[/color]

[color=gray]“Fuck.”[/color][color=silver] Yuri muttered under his breath, inaudible to anyone but himself, turning off the display and slipping the device away. He stood up and quietly pressed his back to the barricade, listening in for any hints. It seemed like Giles was about to talk when a gunshot echoed between the walls either side funneling through the alley. The pairs attention were drawn that direction and Yuri took the opportunity to move a little closer planning to take cover by a dumpster just up the way A hooded woman came running past, for fear of sight falling onto him Yuri dived the final distance between him and the dumpster, unsure if the commotion and noise of the woman’s running had covered that of him scuffle along the ground.

At first Yuri was going to go for his gun, but decided to leave the idea he was unarmed come into play, if he had been detected.[/color]