The Mandoleer’s Folly was a hive of activity as Spacedawg and his crew fortified their position in anticipation of a mob retaliation. The corridors and entry points of the ship were rigged with traps and strategically placed defenses. “Commander Alvis, position the defense drones near the main access points,” Spacedawg ordered, his voice steady but…
The dimly lit interior of Club de l’Élite Hautaine buzzed with the low hum of conversation and the clinking of glasses. Spacedawg and his team navigated through the sea of wealthy patrons, their eyes scanning for any sign of Pete Maddox. “There,” Maelstrom whispered, nodding towards the balcony VIP lounge. “I see him.” Spacedawg followed…
The atmosphere in the Mandoleer’s Folly was tense as Spacedawg and his team examined the bodies of the deceased gunmen. The mission to uncover the mastermind behind the botched kidnapping of Henry Weedermonger was far from over. “They’ve wiped everything clean,” Maelstrom muttered, frustration evident in her voice as she scanned the comm devices. Spacedawg…
