Another week, another town. Remus ran a hand through his hair as he looked around the bare motel room he and James would be sharing for now. It wasn't much and they had only brought the necessities. They'd be out of the town soon enough, like always.

They didn't really know where to start but their leads were two brothers. The tip had been anonymous- as usual- but the pay had been enough to drive sevem hours across the country. This job would be their big break for them to be taken seriously for once.

Remus checked the time and he and James spoke about where to start first. The receptionist in the lobby told them a bar down the street was a popular attraction- it was something, atleast. Remus packed up all his stakes into their hidden pouches and they set off.

The bar was quite full, which Remus didn't like, it was always more difficult to do his job in crowded places. They got a table in the corner and ordered some drinks, although Remus would be staying sober while James drank his own up.

Remus kept his eyes sharp and ears listening ouf for any signs of their targets, tuning out the low bar music thumping the floor. His eyes concentrated on a particularl pair and his suspicions only grew as they came over. Bingo.

He watched as the younger-looking one of the two started to talk to James, before turning his attention to the one leaning infront of him. "Well, aren't I lucky, to be spotted in this dark room?" Keep them calm, Remus remembered his lessons and training.