who: salvador & jack // @8blud where: the hanging man HQ, salvador's office
ever since the faceless event, there was some damage control that needed to be done. and, of course, it was up to salvador to keep his own people in check. his sources were reputable, and the man had no reason to doubt their observations. it wasn't an uncommon thing for the leader of the hanging man to spend most of his free time at the headquarters of the organisation, regardless of whether or not a meeting would be held that day. if anything, the solitude was comforting. it allowed him to think, to strategize. the group were beginning to sit on their laurels, perhaps too long for salvador's comfort. something had to be done about that. however, planning for a new heist was of second importance to salvador this afternoon. he perked up upon hearing the doors to his office being opened. — ❝ it's good to see you, jack. please, take a seat, ❞ salvador gestured at an empty chair as he rose to his feet and walked around his desk. he invited the associate with a quick message about a meeting... deliberately skipping over a small and miniscule detail about it being a private one.