Pascal woke to the sharp smell of ammonia , His head jerked as he returned fully to consciousness.
he'd expected to wake up in Geller's den, but this was not a cheap barrel flash. His surroundings had
mahogany panels dense with carvings of frothing waves. One of those demure oil portraits of a man like a merchant ...he turned his gaze an saw a bunch of armed man standing at door
Pascal
*damn it , am I under arrest ?
Pascal
*if so, this merch was in for a suprise, thanks to Insera l, he had information on every high counsil man in Ketterdam
ps *Ketterdam is the place of happening ( the fiction town in the novel)
he was chained yo a chair ! what the hell was going on ?!
Van Eck
Mister Pascal , hope you are not feeling to poorly
Pascal , all he needed to know was already known : heavy links to merchant council and a massive pin , a perfect ruby
Pascal
*I'm going to pry that fat jewel
Van Eck's cret was a red laurel
Pascal
Van Eck
Van Eck
you know me then ?
Pascal
I know you , you're one of those merch crusaders always trying always trying to clen up the black tips
Van Eck
I try to find men with honest work *with a small nod
Pascal
what possible use will the merchant council will have for me ?
Van Eck
you have been arrested 4 times ...you are the youngest to ever run a betting club ...you're a blackmailer _
Pascal
I broker information
Van Eck
A con artist
Pascal
I create opportunity-
Van Eck
A bawd and a murderer-
Pascal
I don't run whores , and I kill for a cause
Van Eck
and what is that ?
Pascal
Same as your , merch. Profit
Van Eck
How do you get your information, mister Pascal ?
Pascal
you might say I'm a lockpick
Van Eck
you must be a very gifted one
Pascal
I am indeed
Van Eck
well I have a job for you to do , follow me
Pascal followed Van Eck into an enclosed room ....the first sight he saw was of .....
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