Pirate League Space June 10 6189
The greasy rain poured down on the small scale slums of the planet's spaceport where many forms of pirates, criminals, and other unsorted scoundrels massed to form a society of their own. The cold air and rain forced many people inside. Those with enough money and connections stayed inside their towers as the lowest level of criminals went about their work.
In of the dark and dank corners of the city, Westly went to work differently. He first posed as a buyer looking to score some drugs. His first lead on his dad took him to the core end of Orion's arm. The drugs at first all seemed tame and harmless. His dad was pushing an addictive stimulant, and it appeared the local dealers in the more civil section of the city that the pirates used as tourist traps weren't pushing his father's smut.
Westly said a man across the street leaning next to a BMW 370 sedan handed the driver of the car a vial in exchange for printed money. The man counted the cash and then