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[spysinspades]

[He leaned his chin on one hand, lounging against the dirty wall of the alley like a king on a gilt throne.]

You'd think that, wouldn't you?

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The cat is helping, which is just proof this will go badly.

[falsepretences]

Yes.

[But it's not that easy, of course. He knows every detail of that night, but what he needs to know is what happened after.. Ceiro Ryan got away.]

Bah, he's always the most helpful at world domination!

[spysinspades]

How impressive.

[The amusement is palpable]

What could you possibly want from a humble man like me?

In between naps, at least.

[falsepretences]

Isn't it just?

[And didn't they both know that humble was just so much bullshit?]

I hear you're the man to go to, for information. I want to know where Ceiro Ryan is.

Dude. Naps are the most awesome.

[spysinspades]

[That piece of information wasn't specifically in his hands yet, but he was fairly sure a few inquiries among the right people would make it simple enough to find.

So he nodded.]

Two days, Novak.

[Jordan must already know it was going to cost him, though.]