In the Timber City Slums, there was currently a duo of beast and man happily roasting some flesh on a garbage-bin fire. On the side, a demon was frowning in obvious worry.

"You okay?" Jack chuckled at his state.

"T-that"

"Speak freely."

"There's no way that will work! As if a couple of beggars would be able to track down someone that even managed to eavesdrop on my shop!"

Jack didn't even bother replying, only grinning as he pointed in the distance. A few of the said beggars were running over, out of breath.

"B-boss! I we found him! He's hiding at the Lucky Golden Den!" They spat out quickly, eyes filled with expectation.

"Good job." Jack praised as he flung them a few gold coins over, rising up and gesturing the shellshocked demon to follow.

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