Phil There's a Reason I Kept You Around

Just when you think you're in real trouble, someone will always come up with a solution you hadn't considered. Or I should say, that's how things work out for me, everyone else probably dies long before that solution comes around. Ok so just when I think I'm in real trouble... - Chronicles of Lorentino

"Yes I told him I have contacts, trouble is I don't Phil, not anymore." Phil was the only person I felt I could successfully tell about the situation Rolando had put me in. Phil was good for stuff like that, almost made me feel bad for what I had done to him. Almost.

"What about my cousin Spencer?" I shot him a look that said everything.

"Who?"

"Spencer, gods its weird I remember him and you don't, he was an undersecretary to some diplomat years ago, he might be dead, but you never know he might be someone big now that a lot of upper management probably is dead."

"Phil you beautiful human, next time I think of using you for a deep cover thing, remind me of how useful you are."

"As I recall I di..." I had already disregarded much of what Phil said afterward. I had to find a way to contact his cousin. I didn't have direct resources, but I did have the backbone of their architecture bugged to core and back, since I'd been sort of instrumental in arranging the original IT infrastructure of the entire Royal government (its nice to play the long game when you know you can be there from the beginning, its also why no door ever locks fully for me in the Royal empire). It took me a couple hours of tracing routes, crossing off duplicates, and adjusting for age, but I discovered not only was Cousin Spencer still alive, he was the chief diplomat in the Royal government.

"Spencer Tril." He had a grey beard and about fifty more pounds than I remembered, but I did remember that gruff voice of his.

"Hello Spencer this is..."

"I know who you are, did you kill my cousin yet?"

"No Phil is fin..."

"Than we have nothing left to discuss." I suddenly recalled Phil was not as liked by cousin Spencer as he vaguely remembered through programming.

"Come on Spence."

"Don't you come on Spence with me, I'm a man in a high position, you're a wanted criminal who can't do me one thing, what do we have to talk about."

"The Rondyne." Spencer's eyes narrowed, something was up, and I had just bungled into it.

"Go on..." And this is where I knew maybe, just maybe I should have done slightly more research before making this call.