Asking for help

Erik's hand trembled as he held up the pin for Rebecca to see, not with fear but because of his rage. His voice was tight with the significance of his discovery as he explained, "This is the pin of the Crystal Cross Gang."

Rebecca stepped closer to get a better look at the pin. The implications of what Erik had just said were sinking in, and her expression mirrored his concern.

"The Crystal Cross Gang?" she repeated. "Who are they?"

"They're a notorious criminal organization in Frant, the most dangerous in New Alexandria," Erik replied. "The militaries there haven't even been able to dismantle them. They deal with everything from drugs and prostitution to extortion," he explained.

"Ok, but why are they here?"