"My prince" Vince greeted with a bow. Again we were in my private office in the basement of my house, not wanting any attention on the meeting. The small office was cool, the space every bit what you'd imagine a basement office being: dimly lit, little furniture, and a slightly damp smell.
"Tell me you have more evidence" I say back as a way of greeting, moving over to my chair. Vince had been waiting on me for some time, too busy for my own good, it seemed people were always waiting on me these days.
"Indeed it seems she's not even trying to hide it. A large sum of funds are being moved to the brokers company owned by the foris." Vince says placing a folder on the desk.
"Then that's all the evidence I need. It seems the informant was right. The mech have allied with the foris." I gr
