“That went well.” Jason said to himself and looked around. He was free for the night and it seemed like Gunderson was still oblivious to his recent change of workplace. It would probably be best to frequent one of his usual haunts. In case one of his former colleagues was keeping an eye out for him, he wanted to present a façade of perfect normality. He got into the car and drove a few blocks to leave the club – and anyone still lingering around there  – behind before texting Jackie and ‘Last Shadow’ to let them know that their mission was done and that payment would be forthcoming along the usual, secure and untraceable channels.<br/><br/>He was still wondering about why Porter had considered it necessary to set up two advance guards in the club, though. Unlike Jackie, Spot and Sakura had probably required quite a bit of persuasion and maybe even an extra share of the advance payment to have them double as strippers. Maybe some kind of trouble unrelated to Jason and Gunderson inc. was following the team. On the other hand, Liam had been relaxed – boisterous even – during the meeting. But then again, the mage seemed to be rather clueless in a general sense.<br/><br/>Jason briefly considered staking out at the team’s usual hideout or launching a matrix investigation, but then decided against it. Better not to draw any kind of attention to himself or Porter’s team. The run was in their hands now and there was nothing he could do. He faked enjoying the evening of his leave day as well as he could, all the while burning with excitement and expecting an urgent call on his commlink any moment. But in a situation like that, no news was good news. He couldn’t realistically expect Porter to deliver the goods to him before tomorrow night.<br/>