He smirks, clearly aware of her discomfort and doing nothing to alleviate it. He waits out the silence, gaze steady and emotionless. He feels a brief stab of amusement at the determination in her returning stare, when it’s offered, toys briefly with the concept of breaking her, then dismisses it, preferring to see where this leads.
“I will require more information on the nature of the artifact in question, and the total amount of money you are willing to dispense.”
“Right, down to business then. The object that I am searching for in fact rightfully belongs to my family and is of singular importance. However I know what really interests you in this situation is not the ‘righteousness’ of the cause but rather the payment, and the challenge.”
She tilted her head slightly and carefully tried to discern the man’s thoughts, knowing all the while that he could very well end her in an instant if he chose to. She was rather vulnerable in this environment.
His stare was cold and even, although she could have sworn she saw a glint of cruel amusement flare behind them for just a moment, like a glint of steel as it was struck by the sun’s rays. One brief flash of cold light and then it was gone.
“I can assure you that there will be ample amounts of both. Money is no object to us. My family wishes to re-acquire a powerful artifact from a man- Giddeon Edmunds. He’s decidedly nasty, even for an arms dealer. I assume you have heard of the Mantle of Arthur, or the Llen Arthyr yng Nghernyw? It is currently in a heavily guarded vault underground, underneath one of his homes about 35 miles northeast of York. Security is always top-notch, with layers of digital encryptions nigh impossible for most people to bypass, preventing most if not all system hackings. And don’t even get me started on the physical aspects of security.”
She narrows her eyes slightly and looked away, as if recalling a not so pleasant memory.
“We have… sent others before. Needless to say the results were not what we had hoped to achieve. So now I’m here.”
She looks back at him, a neutral expression plastered on her face but a determination present in her eyes.
“What do you say? Are you up for a little fun?”
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