The car crept along the road with no particular destination.
"Do you know what your next job is?" he asked.
Benno nodded and replied, "Yes, you need me to go undercover into a gang of imperial immigrants to find their criminal evidence and to pass some messages for you."
Lukar nodded, "Yes, do you realize it's very dangerous?"
Benno appeared somewhat indifferent, unsure if it was bravado or genuine fearlessness, "I grew up on the streets since I was a kid. Not to blow my own trumpet, but I might be more familiar with these people and these things than you."
Lukar took another long look at him, "The Lance family is not an ordinary crime group. They're ruthless. You're new here and don't know that they've just killed maybe seventy or eighty people, maybe even more."
"But so far we've only found one body, and that was deliberately left at the scene..."
