Location: A Divebar In New York City
Over the past few days, Wade has been in the city doing more jobs for various criminals and the occasional civilian who needed his help. But for the most part, he has been hanging out with Vanessa. Learning more about what a mutant is and that there were others like him. The thought of it sparked a memory in his head. During the Weapon X program, he was sure he had met a few other mutants. A name came to mind, but he wasn’t sure. “
Aogan, Bogan, Hogan, Sogan, Rogan.” Was the name he could think of, trying to remember the mutant’s name. Maybe this guy wasn’t that remarkable; it was best not to think about this loser. However, he did remember another mutant, a girl named Neena. She seemed very nice when they could chat. Most of the time, they would speak via notes. He always wondered where she was and if she was okay. Looking at his phone, he noticed he had a text from Vanessa that they would meet this Sunday for dinner. He was responding by saying that he would be there. However, he didn’t remember where they would be having dinner. He was sure that he’d remember it eventually. In the meantime, he had contacted someone who would need his services. The contact was a mother looking for his son, who her husband took. Her husband has been freebasing with various drugs and seemed to have gone off the deep end when she wanted to divorce him. He kidnaps his son and is hiding somewhere in the city. Having taken this job pro bono because he felt sympathy for the mother.
Wade’s first place he was going to investigate was the local bar the husband liked to hang out at. Wearing some casual clothes as he entered, his nose was filled with the smell of cigarettes and booze. He sat down at the bar and ordered a Molson. Scanning the room of all the patrons that were sitting and drinking. Noticing a group of men who were talking loudly. Wade was watching them while sipping on his beer. Wondering if they knew anything about the missing kid. An older woman sat beside him, ordering a J&B on the rocks. Looking over at the bartender calling them over.
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Hello, my name is Wade Wilson. I am a private investigator looking for a missing boy. I was just wondering if you saw this boy anywhere or if you have seen his father hanging around here.” He showed him a photo of a young boy. Also, showing them a fake identification that he is a P.I. "
I heard his dad, who had kidnapped the boy, likes to hang around here.” The bartender took the photo and stared at the picture. The bartender looked pretty concerned looking at the picture.
“I've seen him before; he gives me the creeps. Been ranting and raving about how mutants would rule the world or something. What the hell is a mutant anyway. That guy must be gacked out of his mind. Said his son was the key to taking over the world.” He said, handing the picture back to Wade. The bartender then gave Wade a brief description of the father's appearance.
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What is his name? Do you know where he lives?” Wade asked which one of the men had responded.
“His name is Jeff, but I don’t know where the guy lives. You might want to check out the local drug dens in Hell's Kitchen. He had mentioned Hell’s Kitchen and some guy named Bubby.” The bartender was now attending to other patrons. Wade meanwhile thanked him before leaving the bar and heading towards Hell’s Kitchen.
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