He didn't restrain his sigh of relief. Caissa wasn't the type to be a Karen and demand him to do work he couldn't do, but he didn't want to lose out on business.
"Good, well, not... good..." He caught the sight of Caissa's smile as he looked down to face her. Why are you smiling like that? he wanted to ask, and knew better than to. Underneath his jacket, he could feel goosebumps starting to rise.
"Not good, since, as you said, bitch and a half to deal with, but less shit on my plate. How much do you know about the Black Wings? Have you spotted any loopholes in the bindings? If I have a pattern to follow, I can create a database of potential members and affiliates to track down. It'd be helpful to know who you have 'under your thumb' too. It would make finding their connections much easier."
"Good, well, not... good..." He caught the sight of Caissa's smile as he looked down to face her. Why are you smiling like that? he wanted to ask, and knew better than to. Underneath his jacket, he could feel goosebumps starting to rise.
"Not good, since, as you said, bitch and a half to deal with, but less shit on my plate. How much do you know about the Black Wings? Have you spotted any loopholes in the bindings? If I have a pattern to follow, I can create a database of potential members and affiliates to track down. It'd be helpful to know who you have 'under your thumb' too. It would make finding their connections much easier."