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im_torchwood) wrote2020-01-19 02:39 am
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Klaus - Torchwood
Jack had informants all over town. He felt it was a good way to invest Torchwood's money. You couldn't put everything on technology, even alien technology. Sometimes you had to have eyes and ears and intuition. He had yet to have an informant be wrong about the vague 'something weird' things that Jack paid to hear about.
He'd offered to pay Klaus and he'd tracked the man down in London. It really wasn't hard. London had more CCTV per capita than anywhere else in the world and Jack could access all of them. And security cameras. And ATM cameras. And, in a pinch, he could hack into a satellite and get a shot like that.
So it was no surprise to him, but probably was to Klaus, when he walked past a couple making out against an alley wall and up to the covered back door area of a club known more for the dealers that partied there than anything else. Jack flashed a smile at him and took in the sight of him there smoking.
"You look cold," he said.
He'd offered to pay Klaus and he'd tracked the man down in London. It really wasn't hard. London had more CCTV per capita than anywhere else in the world and Jack could access all of them. And security cameras. And ATM cameras. And, in a pinch, he could hack into a satellite and get a shot like that.
So it was no surprise to him, but probably was to Klaus, when he walked past a couple making out against an alley wall and up to the covered back door area of a club known more for the dealers that partied there than anything else. Jack flashed a smile at him and took in the sight of him there smoking.
"You look cold," he said.
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"Ah, good, well. Any death-related weirdness and you'll be the first to know," Klaus - who rather hoped never to see death-related weirdness - said.
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"Good," he said, then slipped out of his seat and stood to go. "I'll catch you next week. Just keep your eyes open."
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Klaus nodded. "Yeah, okay."
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Jack turned and his coat billowed dramatically, then swung behind him as he left the shop.
An absence of death. That was a new one.