Sperro

Sperro looked down at the prostrate form of his friend Cougar Rex. As he had offered his hand he had fired a mini-dart from a compartment on his wrist-strap. The point of the dart had penetrated the muscles of big man’s neck and a powerful sedative was now coursing through his blood stream. He was out cold.

Sperro, felt bad about betraying his friend but he hoped Rex would understand. He was a fellow businessman after all and appreciated the importance of cash flow to any going-concern. Dragging Rex’s heavy frame to a concealed hatch in the floor of his hideout, he carefully lowered his body onto the Hover-Skiff that was moored beneath. Sperro’s family had used the network sewers that ran through Under City for generations. It was their own personal smuggling route and a hideout in times of trouble. No one new the “Big Stink” as well as Sperro, not even the Red Branch and they had their head-quarters deep in the complex maze of tributaries and tunnels.

It was to the Red Branch that Sperro was headed. He would take him to Asher. Asher would know what to do. Asher always new what to do and the Red Branch would pay handsomely for their prize.