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Felix regarded the Dictaphone. He played it aloof. “Automatic. Five-speed. Nice gat, Opco. I — I’m impressed.”
Felix regarded the Dictaphone. He played it aloof. “Automatic. Five-speed. Nice gat, Opco. I — I’m impressed.”


When he sat back, Felix dissolved into the darkness behind the desk lamp. Only his specs caught a gleam. There was devil in them: a thin, piss-streaked, amber bead of the satanic.
The old soldier sat back. His face dissolved into the darkness behind the desk lamp. His specs caught a gleam. There was ''devil'' in them: a thin, piss-streaked, amber bead of the satanic.


Opco swallowed. “We are tracking a cache of [[FWMD]]s. We know they made it into the EU. We believe they used a CP conduit.”
He lit a smoke. “ So, what can  I — ” for the first time, he smiled. “do you for?


“But how? The perimeter — it’s — I mean, the borders are [[MiFID]] patrolled for Chrissakes ...”
Opco swallowed. “We are tracking a cache of [[FWMD]]s. We know they made it into the EU. We believe they used a [[CP]] conduit.”
 
Felix cocked an eyebrow. “But how? The perimeter — it’s — I mean, the borders are [[MiFID]]-patrolled for Chrissakes ...”


“Reverse enquiry into Liechtenstein —”
“Reverse enquiry into Liechtenstein —”


Felix whistled. Not even EEA, but a Schengen route in via the Swissies.
Felix whistled. “Clever. Mainland, but not EU.


“Look, these guys are professionals. They know what they’re doing.” [[Opco Boone|Boone]] smiled. “But we picked them up. We traced them down the clearing chain.”
“Not even EEA, Felix —”


“Oh?” Now Felix leaned forward, his eyes suddenly fierce.
“But a plausibly deniable Schengen route in via the Swissies, who also are not EEA.”
 
“Right.”
 
“Clever. And some deep understanding of the political and jurisdictional cat’s cradle that is modern Europe.”
 
“Look, these guys are professionals. They know what they’re doing.” [[Opco Boone|Boone]] smiled.
 
“Yet you still found them. Can’t be ''that'' good. Felix looked over his specs. How did you do it?”
 
“We traced them down their clearing chain.”
 
“Oh?” Now Felix leaned in, his pale eyes suddenly fierce.


“— but the trail went cold in Estonia.”
“— but the trail went cold in Estonia.”


Felix sat back. “Yes, well I suppose that happens in the Baltic. But what has this got to do with me? What makes you think ...”
Felix sat back. “Yes, well I suppose that happens in the Baltic.
 
Smoke curled from his cigarette. Boone fixed his glare. Felix held it.
 
“But what has all this to do with me? What makes you think ...”


“You move in these circles, Felix.
“You move in these circles, Felix.


“I —”
“I —”
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“Information. It’s all I want.”
“Information. It’s all I want.”


Felix tipped his head.
Felix peered at Boone, as if he were inspecting mould.


“This isn’t the normal fake equity, Felix. This is hard stuff. Carbon. Nitrous Oxide. This stuff kills people.”
“This isn’t the normal fake equity, Felix. This is hard stuff. Carbon. Nitrous Oxide. This stuff kills people.”

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