You turned on the radio as you pulled out into the main highway and admired the setting sun through the trees lining the side of the road. You had planned to take the weekend off, but some dumb douche decided to try and fuck over Sue, one of your more important contacts and you ended up accepting a last minute job to teach the guy some manners. This wouldn't be a big job, just some street punks and maybe some cops if they got involved, though Sue offered a decent paycheck for the work, which you were happy to accept.
In the back trunk were a pair of drones, a remote car, some tech gadgets and a few spare sets of clothes in case you needed a disguise. You also had a backpack in the front passenger seat with a switchblade and handgun inside it, along with a couple bats in the back, one aluminum and one wood. Sue had made it clear she wanted the car retrieved if possible, though sending a message not to screw her again would suffice if you felt like getting messy.
A ring echoed on your cellphone as you swerved around a tight turn that hugged the hillside running along the coast. "Hello, it's D." you answered as you pulled aside for another car to pass by on the narrow road. "Hey, its Sue, I just got word that our boy and his buddies are heading down to the beach just outside the city. They should have some of their best vehicles there, so I'll be happy to pay for any extras you can grab."
You grinned as you pulled over to the side of the road to program your GPS with the new coordinates. "Damn girl, I didn't bring the equipment for extra targets, but I might be able to set something up. I know a few guys in the area who may be able to help me. Let me call you back once I access the situation." you reply as you write down the info on the other cars. Sue tells you not to worry as long as you deal with the guy who stiffed her before excusing herself to take another call and hanging up.
"Well alright then..." you say happily as you examine the car models you had been given on your laptop. All of the vehicles were high end model sportscars made during the past decade, real quality merch even without the upgrades and work they would have done on them. This could end up being a very lucrative endeavor if you played your cards right.
After you were done with the intel you pulled back onto the road and headed down the hill towards a beach that stretched all the way from the distant coast to the city on the far horizon. "I'm just about there, I better make some calls before I arrive and see what I can do about these extra rides they got." you note as you dial up a number. After a few quick conversations you had a whole crew on standby to help out if needed. You were ready.
You parked your own car near the far side of a lot on the edge of the beach near a strip mall. You got out and headed into a nearby liquor store to buy a case of beer and then headed back to your vehicle. After pouring one of the beers out you filled it up with a water bottle and made sure you had your handgun in your backpack before heading out onto the beach. As you strolled past a few people packing up for the night you take a few sips of your fake drink and try to act casual.
Off near the docks were a few young collage age girls talking with a group of people in their early to late twenties. One of the men in the group had a dyed red beard, sunglasses and a blue baseball cap... this was your guy. You watched the group for a few minutes as they walked off towards a cluster of small house boats where someone was barbecuing some hamburgers. With a sly smile you then headed back to your car to plan your next move.
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