Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Conversations Are my Favorite Battlefields

My accomodations were polite, a bit sparse on decor, but still nice. Decently comfortable chair, no Nidget, if not for the shackles I'd almost forget I was arrested. I'm sure Nidget had it worse (he most certainly did) but being afforded respect in a foreign land after my ordeal was very pleasant. I waited for my jailor to arrive, a polite man in his upper fifties, greying hair and beard, a bit thin but it looked like from exercise and not malnutrition.

"Sorry about the wait Mr. Lorentino I was just asking your associate about his activities yesterday, he tells quite the tale."

"You know that Nidget, always a kidder." I didn't want to directly admit to murdering a whole bunch of people, its one of those awkward conversation starters.

"Ahh so thats his name." And here is where I realize I was being played, oh well selling out Nidget is not exactly something I traditionally avoid.

"Well its clearly not mine." I tried to play it cool, not admit that I just gave up my partners name, at least I didn't say his last name.

"And so I'm to believe you were not involved with the robbery?" He had brought his breakfast with him and started eating it in front of me. I figured this was a play to make me more cooperative with an offer of food, thankfully I'd just eaten and my internal hunger is so messed up I can go days without eating (thanks to all the starvation training I've done, yes starvation training not just getting lost in areas devoid of food).

"No I was tied up with something else at the time."

"And you have no idea where the object was taken?"

"To be honest Nidget and I are hardly associates, more like common personal interests from time to time, not exactly friends if you catch my drift."

"Of course of course, and you both use the Lorentino name here because you know he's a bit of a legend."

"Well that and I am Trezlan Lorentino." He smiled, the kind of smile you give someone saying something crazy and you're being polite.

"Of course you are."

"So what's the pitch?"

"The Pitch?"

"What's your play, what do you want me to do to balance the scales?" The room was comfortable, but I value my time.

"Well you are infinitely more intelligent then your associate. So allow me to explain our problem and how you factor into its resolution." And so I was enlisted to do something. Look I'm being vague, setting the hook I'm sure astute reader you know all about my methods.

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