"fair enough, well first things first tell me who your looking for and all the intel you have." - pulls up a chair and sits-
-I hand you a wanted poster of a man wearing the same attire but his face is old and burly- "don't let his age fool you he is clever and skilled."
"i see, and their hide out is located around here? Then my first order of buisness is to contact my crimal assosiates and spread word along the network to cut of supplies to this brute"
-I shake my head- "I'm afraid that wont work. He has enough supplies stored away for another two years."
"fine heres the plan, we accompany the next supply drop. We take some other friends and take the crimanils. Sound good?"
"damn it, then well have to ask around the black market and find out where the last supply drop was made and track it"
"ok" -leaves- 10 minutes later -comes back w/ a map- "according to them the last drop was made at a cave formation, 3 miles out from the town borders. Westbound. You wanna check this out?"