Clubs like this aren't hugely surprising; bright neon lights with a strong casino feeling to them is kind of a staple. Gambling isn't strictly against the law, and a number of them have had their experiences with them, arranged by Eggman or otherwise. That isn't the issue here. No, there are concerns of some kind of traction -- a drug trade, specifically.
It's not often that they encounter something like this, but there are a few problems to it. They need to investigate, gain evidence, and find who is responsible. For once, they all agree that it has nothing to do with Eggman, but it leaves possible culprits on their list to be very short.
Most importantly, if Espio could find a sample, maybe they can find out more with some tests. There has to be a way to trace this to its source and determine the point beyond merely money.
Getting said sample is easier said than done. It takes Espio most of the evening to scope out the schedule of the security detail. When he is able to slip away and render himself unseeable, he doesn't get far.
Oh, just far enough, but not as far as he'd like. Slipping a tiny bottle into the compartment of his glove comes first, but when Espio is caught it's due entirely to the guard dog sniffing him out before grabbing him.
"Where do you think you're going?" the dog growls.
Espio's colors fade back into visibility. No point in trying to conceal himself now, but now he has to figure out a good cover!
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It's not often that they encounter something like this, but there are a few problems to it. They need to investigate, gain evidence, and find who is responsible. For once, they all agree that it has nothing to do with Eggman, but it leaves possible culprits on their list to be very short.
Most importantly, if Espio could find a sample, maybe they can find out more with some tests. There has to be a way to trace this to its source and determine the point beyond merely money.
Getting said sample is easier said than done. It takes Espio most of the evening to scope out the schedule of the security detail. When he is able to slip away and render himself unseeable, he doesn't get far.
Oh, just far enough, but not as far as he'd like. Slipping a tiny bottle into the compartment of his glove comes first, but when Espio is caught it's due entirely to the guard dog sniffing him out before grabbing him.
"Where do you think you're going?" the dog growls.
Espio's colors fade back into visibility. No point in trying to conceal himself now, but now he has to figure out a good cover!
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