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Marcus's Backers
The meeting took place in a private dining room at a members' club whose existence is not advertise and it had a door which appeared, from the street, belonging to a law firm. The law firm was real and occupied the floors above. The dining room was below, accessed by an elevator that required a key and that had no button for the basement on its internal panel.There were seven people in the room. Marcus was one of them. The other six were the shadow council's operational committee, which was not what they called themselves because they did not call themselves anything, which was a deliberate policy reflecting the view that names created handles and handles created vulnerabilities.They ranged in age from forty-three to seventy-one. They came from three countries and four bloodlines, two of which traced back to the nobility structures that had underpinned both the Caelorian and Aurelion empires before those empires had been officially dissolved and unofficially continued. The dissoluti
Lena Hires a PI
The private investigator's office was in a building on the corner of Ashmore and Seventh that had been, at various points in its history, a shipping company, a textile concern, a music school, and a dentist's practice, and currently hosted a combination of small law offices, one surprisingly good photography studio, and three entities whose precise function was not spelled out on their door plaques.One of the door plaques read: Brenfield Consulting. Discreet Services.It was a recommendation by a colleague who had employed them in a corporate espionage case three years ago and had recommended them for their discretion and skill. She had made a prior call. She had an appointment.The man who opened the door was not, she would say later, what she had expected. He was in his mid-40s, well built, with a friendly open face and the sort of clothes that showed intelligent consideration on some of the mundane - beige jacket, modest shirt, shoes that said nothing. He introduced himself as Ben
Father and Son
In the world he had created for himself over thirty years, his name was Lord Caelian Cross. He had dropped the lordship from public use decades ago because it was a complication in commercial contexts, but it was there in the records for anyone who looked carefully enough, which was how Ethan knew that the man shaking his hand had once stood in a cold courtyard and watched a thirteen-year-old walk away from him and told himself it was for the best.They shook hands. The grip was firm. Professional."I know your work," his father said. The word work was doing a considerable amount of labor in that sentence, because what he knew was not the full work, was perhaps one-fifth of the work, the publicly visible layer that Ethan had allowed to be visible. "The Temple's commercial holdings have been in the news.""Several times this week," Ethan said.His father smiled. It was a practiced smile, the warmth of it genuine, as practiced things are, that is, a qualified genuineness. His smile was
House Crown's Shadow
The boy was thirteen years old. The coat was really big on him because it used to belong to someone older and larger than him. That someone had given it to him when they did not need it anymore. The boy knew this without being told. He was thirteen. He paid attention to things. He had already figured out that when adults do not talk about something it can mean something too.It was February. It was very cold in the courtyard of the House Crown compound, in the Caelorian lowlands. The boy was standing there because he was told to stand. He was not sure if he should just do what he was told or think about it first. The boy was not old enough to know what to do in this situation.He was learning. He was always learning.The Aurelion envoy got to the place at two in the afternoon. There were two men wearing coats and they walked like they owned the place. They were used to going and having everything change for them. These two men talked to the boy’s father, who was standing at the top of
Ethan in the Boardroom
It was the first time in three years that he had been to such a summit and long enough that the format had evolved, and short enough that he recognised the essential mechanics under the evolution. The venue was different. The agenda was different. The suspicion that each other felt was all too common for the room.The Evergreen Business Summit was held every year at the Meridian Grand, a hotel whose job wasn't really to provide a room and a bed for the weary travelers, but to be a place of entertainment, a space where competitive forces could be assembled side by side without the need for anyone to act as a friend. Ethan had been to his first summit 12 years ago, but then as a junior associate of a firm that was used mainly for other reasons. He had been listening that night on the summit, and in one day had learned the names of six people who had been hidden from him for several months by intelligence.He always found it helpful, how people who normally don't see each other, suddenly
The Dossier
The first time they met, in a parking garage on the south side of the Renwick District, it was no one's concept of a good start, and it would go on to be a running joke about the universe's sense of staging, between them.Priya had been following a thread. The thread had taken her from an encrypted server log to a Caelorian Islands corporate registry to a law firm in the Old Quarter, which had served her with three different injunctions over the past year, for firms she couldn't identify. The law firm had offices on the fourth floor of a building that also contained a parking garage. The parking garage had a single exit on the south side.She had been keeping her eyes on the exit, and had followed the thread's instructions to do so more than she trusted in the concept of coincidence.The woman came out of the building at ten past two. Dark coat. Precise movement. The sort of stroll that moved at a brisk pace, but did not seem hurried, which Priya had observed was a trait of those who
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