Mid-morning the security gate calls to let Christa know that the police are there to speak to her.
Confused, she tells security to let them in, but first checks with Witch to find out what the message boards are saying.
According to Witch, the boards have gone quiet. Nobody is talking, except for the odd call of small crimes.
Christa walks down the stairs to find Bulldog and Tank awkwardly shuffling around waiting for her.
“Hey, guys, to what do I owe the visit from the city’s finest?”
“Hi, Christa. Look we aren’t here on a social call.” Tank doesn’t look pleased.
“Yes, you sold out girlie, and we know it.”
“I’m afraid I don’t know what you are talking about. If I remember correctly… You usually need a warrant to search someone’s house or suspicion of some illegal activity to have t
