(( Can I add in searching the now faceless traitors house for anything useful or valuable? I totally forgot, given how badly my plans have gone so far I expected a family of 10 with guns in hand waiting for me. ))
((There were nothing useful in his poor apartment - only a bed, in fact.))
You come closer, and listen carefully.
- ... murdered?
- Yeah, i heard. Seen myself, in fact. No idea how they were killed. It was not a single cut that chopped the heads, as far as i understand. That is strange.
- What do you mean?
- Nothing. No idea what was that for.
- Anyway, they should have recognized them by the patrol table already.
They make a pause. You hear several gulps.
- So, how do you think, who could leave this message? That is not our job.
- Maybe, some new fishes came in our small pond. And that is the way they declared their intensions. And though I do not like their methods, the idea is the very same as mine. Men should get back to their realm.
Another pause. More gulps. They're drinking something there, and you bet that is alcohol.