26 | Duty calls
There was a ticking sound. It came from the kitchen where a basic wall clock laboured in the night. Distant sounds of sirens, car horns, and the occasional squeal of tyres filtered into the apartment, drawing Verin's attention briefly from the stewing thoughts still rising in his mind. Would Jackie and Jo respond to him in the same way as the villains in their show? He did work, redoing his report and adding and removing information based on what he thought Jorg would care to know. There was a balance to these things based on the audience. Verin knew Main liked things straight without the fluff. Jorg would want detail, otherwise, he would doubt a findings merit. This wasn’t Verins' first assignment with the Grandmaster. When he was still an apprentice, he had worked under each Grandmaste
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