[ he makes a soft noise at the query, but while he mulls it over, he reaches over to the phone on his desk, pressing a button to connect to his secretary. ]
Maia, my darling, would you mind calling in lunch from the Zemeni establishment down the street? Numbers three and fourteen, if you would, with espresso.
[ there was a cheerful of course! on the other end, and tomassen cut the line with another press of the button before settling back into his chair with a sigh, allowing his expression to drop into a sign of weariness. ]
Heleen van Houdon owns near-every pleasure house along the Stave, and deals in fine jewelry and silks to boot. She's been investigated by the Watch before, but the victims always recant. She has quite the grip on local immigration, and the girls who complain tend to disappear. Either deported or worse.
[ he still hasn't answered kaz's first question, because he isn't quite sure how to answer it. pekka rollins had been hell, and he has the scars to prove it. he doesn't think either he or sofia slept for the duration of the trial longer than a few hours at a time. but heleen... ]
I've met her a few times. She made a point to introduce herself after Pekka was sentenced. Gave me her card, and asked if I was looking for new clients. I said I was busy enough for the next decade, and left it at that.
[ there's a pause. ]
That girl you picked up in a bar is in some serious shit, Kaz, if she defaulted on Heleen.
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Date: 2024-08-18 07:56 pm (UTC)Maia, my darling, would you mind calling in lunch from the Zemeni establishment down the street? Numbers three and fourteen, if you would, with espresso.
[ there was a cheerful of course! on the other end, and tomassen cut the line with another press of the button before settling back into his chair with a sigh, allowing his expression to drop into a sign of weariness. ]
Heleen van Houdon owns near-every pleasure house along the Stave, and deals in fine jewelry and silks to boot. She's been investigated by the Watch before, but the victims always recant. She has quite the grip on local immigration, and the girls who complain tend to disappear. Either deported or worse.
[ he still hasn't answered kaz's first question, because he isn't quite sure how to answer it. pekka rollins had been hell, and he has the scars to prove it. he doesn't think either he or sofia slept for the duration of the trial longer than a few hours at a time. but heleen... ]
I've met her a few times. She made a point to introduce herself after Pekka was sentenced. Gave me her card, and asked if I was looking for new clients. I said I was busy enough for the next decade, and left it at that.
[ there's a pause. ]
That girl you picked up in a bar is in some serious shit, Kaz, if she defaulted on Heleen.