"That’s not a surprise. If they had been even remotely easy to find you wouldn’t have made this your personal mission. You would’ve handed it off to someone else." Teller told him, glancing over at a furry creature huddled in the corner of her room. She narrowed her eyes. "Your cat is annoying, by the way."
"Yeah, I would forced you to do it," Fairchild cackled. He heard a meow and then his voice changed completely. "Do not talk about Dante like that; he is your baby," Fairchild whined angrily.












