Elgin

  *A lie. The security net has been glitching for a month and those pictures were never stored, or at least that’s what they will find if they ever look. But he obviously got his information from somewhere. The hotel is rather over-staffed, I would imagine he had a private investigator poking around,* the Iffrit was irritated with himself, but he was still digesting the facts of modern life.

  Charles hadn’t stopped, “There is also video of you with a lady friend, a very young, lady friend. You were also seen with a lady, of the evening as it were, the night before, one who is being sought for questioning regarding Viktor Ushakov.”

  The reference to Elena, or rather Loretta Sanger, had Elgin gritting his teeth, but he managed to keep the smile, “You seem to be very interested in my activities, can’t a guy have some fun when he’s in the big city?”

  “Elgin, Eel I think your friends used to call you because you were so slippery, I am always interested in things that touch on the firm, the firm that bears the name of two of my relatives.”