[voice]

[synthedick]

[Getting no word from Henry or Maketh as demons are spawning in the city, Nick steps in.]

Guard, report in. Long story short in case you missed the memo: there are demons in the city.

[There's the sound of shuffling paper. He's been taking notes from what's come up on the network about these things.]

Inquisitor Trevelyan is closing the tears they're coming through, but until she gets to them all, it's our job to keep folks safe. Stick to your patrols, send word if you need backup, and if it comes right down to it, do what you need to do.

[He signs off with that. Time to keep trying to get a hold of the actual leaders of the Guard. Them being missing is not a good sign.]

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[voice; private]

[synthedick]

I wish I knew. Neither him, nor Maketh are answering their phones.

[voice; private]

[synthedick]

Someone covering the west end of town, over near the bar and the library.

[voice; private]

[synthedick]

That's what I need right now, Shadow. I'm trying to hold the fort together, but I need eyes and ears on the streets, making sure people aren't getting in over their heads.

[voice; private]

[synthedick]

Thanks, Shadow. I owe you one.

[Or a lot. Either way, his tone is of genuine gratitude.]

[voice; private]

[synthedick]

Will do.

[Nick still has faith Shadow might come around someday. Until then, at least he's willing to help when needed, even if he doesn't want others to know.]