Perry's flight left in a couple of hours. He was already in New York, and so he had plenty of time to stop by the post office. He was polite, filling out the overnight paperwork, paying with cash. Signature required to be accepted. The last personal command from Chapman, at least for a while, unless she came out to the San Francisco branch anytime soon. He doubted it. She never liked to leave her police work for long, even on Syndicate jobs.
Ash would get a package. It was a proposal to the Mayor, with another proposal well writ to give to his boss. The proposal consisted of what the Salem Police Department needed, why they needed it and how much they would cost, along with three possible merchants to purchase from, one of them, of course being a subsidiary of the Izzano Corporation. There was extensive background information on the community and crime rates, along with human to supernatural ratios of acts of criminalization, and vice versa. The main part was why they needed certain ammo and weapons, and how they should pay more attention to the police officers themselves on their personal experiences as to why they needed these types of protection.
Left on the last page of each proposal at the bottom was a decent sized space, blank, for the signature of the typed name below it. Ash Redfern.
Llidya had been doing a lot more than his paperwork when he'd stuck her in that desk. She'd been able to get her hands on demographics and past police reports as well.
Perry double checked everything and then left the post office, whistling. San Francisco, here I come, he thought.
