<strong>104th Street</strong><br/><br/>Mr. Brand simply nodded as they left.  He was never one to show any gratefulness in words or actions, but he was happy to explain his gratitude in currency.  On a few occasions, he had referred to it as the price of silence.  The way his eyes kept glancing, however, he was deep in consideration, worried even more than normal.<br/><br/>Once they were out, Allan looked over to her with concerned shock.  "They kept rambling about all sorts of strange things, creatures and weapons of bone, though I couldn't make any sense of any of it.  Do you think there's a new type of drug out that causes hallucinations which our tests can't pick up on?"  He just didn't know what to say.  Part of him, though, was excited, some sick and twisted part which wanted the heavier business to keep himself well funded.