Field Journal No. 05

What the hell did I do?
A few of the newbies decided that the whole "hooded religious wacko" look wasn't for them, and opted out of the group. This morning I see in the paper that one of them is missing. I'm sure the others will follow suit.
It's time to loop in the cops - this way past the "runaway kid" job I was hired to look into. The Sullivans pay well, but not that well.
In the meantime, it seems like the nutjobs in this group are still chummy with me. I've been asked to go help clean out a building that apparently is to become a new meeting spot. I can't say "no", not until the police can protect me.
Category:Cultic