"If not destiny, a healthy sense of self preservation. Iâve heard things about corporate assassins, none of them nice." But that partâs for Mace to decide. Fionaâs here to sell business, all the same.
"Simple. I find the tech, and you tell me if itâs the real deal, what it does and if itâs about to put a nice chunk of change in our pockets. Thereâs a lot riding on this, and some of my usual sources have their own agendas." Thatâs the least of it.
"It's not... it's not assassins, okay? Â It would be easier if it was."
It would be easier if he could just be someone else entirely but that wasn't an option either.
He sighed at her proposition, feeling his fingers itching to get involved. Â His weakness for tech was what had got him here in the first place. Â But he'd only be assessing it, right? Â Valuing it. Â Not using it... not long enough for any kind of signature to be recorded on it.
"And what makes you think that I don't have my own agenda?" Mace asked with a raise of his eyebrow. Â That Fiona wasn't trusting any of her usual specialists was a little worrisome. Â What kind of tech was she looking at?











