Many minutes later Jack looked back down at his desk before quickly jumping up, walking towards his bedroom. He opened the door as a startled noise came from the corner.

Jack: “How are you old friend?”

Stranger: “Well you know, Busy busy, I could have done without this short notice assignment!” the mysterious being said, slightly apprehensive. “You have heard the news?”

Jack: “I have yes… But please, I have greater things to worry about. Trinsic, How is it?”

Stranger: “Trinsic is still there you need not worry, the curse is contained as you left it.”

Jack: “And the Mayor?”

Stranger: “He is being dealt with as we speak”

Jack: “Good, good…”

Jack took a step towards his bed and sat down, keeping his stare out of the bedroom window.

Stranger: “I have to say though sir, this ‘plan’, it’s… It’s not working. He isn’t telling us anything.”

Jack: “To be expected… I suggest you try the plan we talked about before I left.”

The unknown person let out a short gasp before coughing and straightening themselves back up in the chair.

Stranger: “Yes sir, I will get the men onto that right away… Sir… I must ask… Our deal?”

Jack moved his gaze from the window to his bedside cabinet where an elderly Meer sat, holding a quill furiously writing on a large canvas.

Jack: “Don’t worry… Your services are noted, Lakeshire will be protected.”

 

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