The Dealer/Supply2

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Picking up isn't usually that much of a hassle, you're buying in bulk and you're dealing with a no nonsense guy that wants to spend as little time around you as him.

You send your supplier, Aaron, a text before leaving. It's just a text of your order and you know he'll have it ready and waiting for you by the time you get there.

You ride your motorbike an hour out of the centre of town and to an industrial estate that you're familiar with because of how often you have to come here to resupply yourself.

For once however things feel a bit different. The air is hotter and hazier than usual and things smell subtly different. You look around for warning signs, you've obviously spent a lifetime in dangerous situations so it makes sense that you'd be aware if you were in one.

You slow your bike down and take a turn.

You're not usually this slow and you're not usually this cautious.

Something is up.

You head towards the gate and then you see it.

Smoke.

There's smoke rising over the building that you know Aaron works out of. Shit. Fuck. Shit fucking shit fuck.

You come to a stop and pull your phone out of your pocket.

No answer. This is the first time you haven't been able to get ahold of Aaron.

The gate you normally use to get in is wide open and there's a firetruck just beyond the gate, it's not doing anything and the firefighters, you can tell, seem to be wrapping up. They're talking to a fat, sweaty man wearing a short sleeved shirt and tie.

You're not sure who but someone has obviously torched the place.

It's too coincidental for this drug distributing facility to go up in flames miraculously so you imagine that a rival gang was involved.

You're sitting there, racking your brain for what to do now; phone in hand, Aaron not answering, supply line cut off, fireman in front of you.

What do you do?

• Go talk to firefighters
• Go home
• Wait to talk to fat guy in tie
• ?Something else?

Choices to be added later