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[pbangarth]

The view from the penthouse overlooks the Sound. He imagines the rain outside a perfect companion to the peaty scotch in his glass. "Well?"

"Not good, Sir." The respondent takes a deep breath. "It seems a team working for the Spaniard interfered with the Vipers. Seriously damaged the team and took the shipment."

"And?" The scotch pauses halfway to his lips.

"Uhhh... we are investigating them now."

"Then perhaps you should return when you have information to offer, rather than annoyance."

"Yes, Sir." With a bow, the man leaves, tugging at his collar. He shuts the door behind him.

"Hermano. I knew you would come, despite my warnings. Like all the rest, you are so transparent." He sips the scotch, the peaty fire burning its way down to meet his rising excitement. "I'll deal with you after I swat your insects."