"Can do," King says, pulling up more with practiced ease. The bodyguard one has three possible times listed in the rambly text file. The earliest one is at 7PM, with the next closest one set for Tuesday of next week around noon, and the final time for the end of the month around 5 AM. There's a really grainy vid of the person to be hauled around with a short note of King's on the side; out of towner, didn't turn up much other than some words 'bout being some kind of investigator. Usually manages to avoid notice. Usually. Three locations, book store in Renton, restaurant in Bellvue, and apartment complex on the edges of Bellvue. The contract is for the restaurant, with an option for the other locations if circumstance allow/necessitate.<br/><br/>The Ares job has a simple timeline. The Mr. Johnson has a listed location and times, the address is a little unfamiliar but sounds downtown-ish, and while the closest hours have passed, there's an opening early tomorrow. It should take three to five hours to complete, and if there's a package waiting, it should not take more than a half-hour to get. If the workers try to keep the runner there longer, suspect that something has gone wrong. Discretion as to how to act is left to the runner.