His coffee arrived cold, but Richard Pembleton Jr. had more important things on his mind than chastising the miserable sot of a waiter who carried out his drink. Of late his employers at the Company had enjoyed a measured increase in interest, and the money flowing into the organizations coffers was significant. The kind of money that might attract attention from certain unsavory characters in the world, and the kind of money that needed protecting.
"My employers have entrusted in me task of safeguarding of their investments." Richard began, setting his cool beverage aside to address the stately individual sitting across from him. Unlike your typical Bazaar merchant, this individual was someone who could provide a little more dazzle for your dollar. "I don't plan to disappoint them, and I think you can help me."
That said, Richard slid a neatly folded piece of paper across the table towards his guest...
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