You're out and about in the city today, running some basic errands; unable to shake the feeling that you're being watched. After you're done, you stop at a cafe to grab a coffee before you officially head home. You step out of the cafe, drinking your coffee... and pause. On a bench is a blatantly suspicious man with a fedora hiding his eyes. Classic PI thing, you now realize. You stride over and yank Salas' hat off, and he reluctantly looks up at you, trying to be tough. "So you found me out..."
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