[center] [h3][color=728c00]A Whispy Trail[/color] [/h3]
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Morning light was creeping into the space that Ben had claimed for his rest hours, casting long shadows against anything in the way.

A sharp, single knock rang out as an plain envelope with "Spectre" written on it in fancy cursive floated through the crack under the door.

Inside was a single piece of paper, covered on the same flowing cursive.

[Center][I]You have been selected for a special matter, in regards to your particular ability.

Please come to 8th Main Street across from the deli at 2pm. Second floor. Enter from the rear. Fifty thousand dollars in unmarked cash will be awaiting you, assuming you are agreeable with the job.

Do not be late. [/I][/center]

Beneath the letter was specific, direct, and detailed directions from his location to the meeting location.

Looking around would net no indication on who had left the envelope. However, this looked to become his highest paid hit yet if the final payment at all mirrored the acceptance amount.

Just who was pulling this together?