X: No, no, I didn't mean it that way ... Please don't kick me out in the middle of nowhere.
X: Hm … So back to the case, how did he get into this medical dispute? As far as lawsuits go, I've heard these types of cases are notoriously tough.
X: Got any more information in that book of yours?
Sonetto: The details of the dispute were not included in the mission book, nor did Madam Z say anything. Perhaps it is a personal matter for Mr. Wilson.
Sonetto: It is immaterial to our mission. We only need to coordinate with him about the transfer.
X: Yes, I just hope things go smoothly.
The car comes to a sudden stop. Still a long distance to go to the target location.
Sonetto: What is it? An ambush?!
X: No, it seems to be a protest.
Someone bangs on the car window frantically.
Crowd: Boycott Wilson Pharmaceuticals!
Crowd: Stop the patent acquisition!!! Give us back our medication!!!
Crowd: Wilson Pharmaceuticals is a price-gouging monster!!!
Though they move to roll up the windows, streams of flyers are pushed in before it closes up entirely.
X: Oh ... You were right, Ms. Sonetto. This whole medical dispute doesn't seem to have anything to do with our mission or arcanum in general.
X: But I think I've figured out what makes this Wilson guy so tricky.
X: Take a look for yourself.
Sonetto takes the flyer.
Sonetto: Vlad Wilson recently listed 49 drug patents for sale … One of which is the only treatment for a copper metabolism disorder …
Sonetto: And if the proposed sale goes through … The price will be increased from $1 per capsule to …
Sonetto: $550?!
