Lagoon Company wasn't having much luck finding a job in Hong Kong. Dutch had been trying to pry into some business relations, Rock was attempting to negotiate their food for that week, Benny was playing loud music, Eda was busy cleaning her Glock and Revy still hated being a cop.

However when Lagoon Company finally did get their first job, it wasn't exactly from someone they expected.

As the office phone began ringing, Benny switched off his music and picked up the phone.

"This is Lagoon Company, what do you need moving?" Benny asked, not very happy to play secretary.

"Hey man, long time no see!" laughed an energetic voice. "It's Jackpot Rowan! You guys remember me, right?"

"Oh hey Rowan. I didn't know you got out of Roanapur." Benny said in a surprised tone.

"Yeah well I didn't exactly get out of there. More like I wasn't there at the time." Rowan said. "I was outta town at the time taking care of some… private business, when I heard that Roanapur got steamrolled. Not wanting to stick around after that I hopped from city to city until I got here! Now don't worry, I've still got enough cash in my ol' Swiss bank account to pay you."

"Right. What is it exactly that you need done?" Benny asked, taking out a pen and notepad.

"Since we're in a new environment I feel that my new establishment requires a bit of class. So I ordered a couple of wedding dresses for my girls to use on stage. The Hong Kong crowd's gonna love it. The shipment should be down at the dock by this afternoon, and the first round's on me when you guys deliver." Rowan said.

"So where would we deliver it to?" Benny asked.

"My new club, Rowan's Jackpot Palace! Got a nice ring to it, right? Alright, I'll see you guys later!"

As Rowan hung up, Benny put down the phone and sighed.

"Damn it I hate that guy." Benny said before descending the stairs. "Hey guys, we've got a job to do!"

*v*v*v*

*v*v*v*

Lagoon Company, with the exception of Benny, were waiting in their car at the docks at the harbour district of Hong Kong, keeping an eye out for the crate they were to transport to Rowan's new club. Rowan said they'd only have to wait until the afternoon, but by evening they still hadn't found the delivery.

"Fuck, if I knew we were gonna wait this long I'd have gone back on patrol." Revy scowled, cigarette glowing between her teeth.

"I guess the shipment's a little late." Dutch said. "Relax, it shouldn't take long."

"Do you think the police might find us here? I mean we're not all that inconspicuous." Rock said.

"Ah, don't sweat it. Revy's confirmed that there aren't any patrols around the docks at this time of day." Eda said before checking her watch. "Though the way things are going we'll be encountering the night patrol before too long."

As Eda said this, a speedboat came to a stop at the pier and dropped a crate down on it before speeding off.

"That'll be it." Revy said.

Dutch drove the car over to the pier before Revy got out and opened up the crate, revealing several crisp white wedding dresses.

"Rowan's got some sick fucking tastes." Revy grumbled. "Yeah it's here! Eda, gimme a hand with this!"

"Not so loud you bitch, you want everyone to hear us?" Eda asked as she got out of the car to help Revy with the crate. Just as the two women were about to pick up the crate, a slick black Audi with tinted windows screeched around the corner before coming to a stop.

"Hey you bitches, get away from our fucking guns!" cursed a man as he leapt from the car and aimed a gun at Revy.

"These aren't guns, they're wedding dresses you jackass!" Revy called back.

The man growled, a vein pulsating in his forehead. "I'll teach you to get smart with me you slut! Get 'em boys!"

At that moment several more men armed with pistols, submachine guns and one with only a spiked baseball bat leapt from their car, and several more began arriving.

"God fucking damn it!" Eda spat before drawing her Glock, blasting at the man twice as he began to run back to his car.

"Come back here you little bitch!" Revy shouted before loosing her cutlasses, sending a small volley of lead at the thugs, most of the bullets hitting their mark. Those that missed only hit non-lethal parts of their body.

"God damn it Revy, help me with this fucking crate!" Eda said, picking up one side of the crate while Revy holstered one cutlass and picked up the other side. "Rock, open up the door!"

Rock, who was previously cowering behind the car seats, reached over to the car door and pushed it open as Eda and Revy slid inside with the crate which took up most of the room on the back seat.

"Why the fuck did Rowan have to get these dresses in a crate?!" Revy cursed as she climbed over to the front seat. "Punch it Dutch!"

With the squealing of rubber the car's wheels started spinning into action, the car turning the other way and speeding down the harbor as the thugs fired at them.

"Everyone back in the cars! After them!" the boss shouted, climbing back into his own car.

Revy wound down the side window before reloading her cutlasses, the magazines sliding in with a metallic click.

"Ya know, I kinda missed this." Revy said.

"Reminisce later, just fucking shoot!" Eda roared.

"Don't need to tell me twice!" Revy laughed as she leaned out the window, blasting away with her cutlasses at the approaching cars behind her.

Dutch wrestled with the steering wheel, veering the car through narrow passages and alleys, the other cars in hot pursuit.

"Why did that moron have to order in bulk?" Dutch grumbled as they eventually joined onto a main street again and Revy climbed back in from the window. "So where was Rowan's new club?"

"Benny said it was called Rowan's Jackpot Palace." Rock said. "Guess GoofFest was already taken."

"A stupid name for a stupid club." Eda snorted, reloading her Glock before holstering the powerful handgun. "Should be around here somewhere."

As the red GTO thundered down the street, Dutch eventually spied a gaudy neon sign and pulled over. "This looks like the place." He said.

The sign itself was written in big Chinese characters, a stylised rendition of Rowan's face in neon above the letters.

"What a fucking egotist." Eda and Revy snorted simultaneously.

As Lagoon Company entered the building, they were met by what seemed to be Rowan's idea of interior design. Red and gold silk curtains hung from every available point and the entire place was lit by paper lanterns. In the middle of the club on a raised dais was the main attraction to any of Rowan's clubs, the seductive dancers and hypnotically flashing lights, though a new addition was the inclusion of a well-stocked bar. The club was relatively empty, but Revy spied one key individual among the sparse patrons.

Revy leaned over to Dutch and whispered to him. "Dutch, I think I see my boss."

"Chang?" he asked.

"No, Delun. He's the Senior Detective down at the station." Revy explained.

"Relax Revy, he doesn't know you're Jingfei." Dutch whispered back. It was at that moment that Rowan, dressed in a light blue silk suit, spotted Lagoon Company and waltzed over.

"Hey, hey, hey! There you cats are! Man, I was wondering where you'd gotten to." Rowan laughed. "Sorry 'bout the late drop off. My guys apparently confused a crate of guns with the dresses."

"Yeah, we found that out." Eda grumbled. "The crate's in the car if you need us to get 'em."

"Right, right. Thank you guys so much. I'll get your pay in a sec. In the meantime, help yourself to a drink at the bar! Just the one though, I don't want Revy drinking me outta business just yet." Rowan chuckled.

"If he wasn't paying us I'd deck him right in the fucking throat." Revy growled.

"I would have thought you'd do that anyway." Rock smirked as he strode to the bar, only to see a very familiar face. "Bao?"

Bao was also dressed sharply, a crisp white button up shirt underneath a black waistcoat and matching bow tie with long black trousers . The old bartender looked up from idly wiping a martini glass when he spied Revy. "Oh fuck, not you again! How the hell did you manage to track me down this time?!"

"Nice tux Bao." chuckled Revy, taking a seat on one of the stools.

"Yeah, yeah. Ever since Rowan hired me he's been makin' me wear this damn monkey suit. Something 'bout how his new business requires class or some bull crap." Bao grumbled. "So Revy, you want the usual?"

"Make it strong. I don't like watered down shit." Revy said.

"Don't I know it." Bao grumbled. "The first and last time I tried to stiff you my bar became a warzone. Not that you stopped doing that afterwards."

As Bao went about getting Revy her drink, Rock posed a question. "So Bao, how'd you get out of Roanapur?"

Bao placed Revy's glass filled with Bacardi on the bar before addressing Rock again. "Hell of a thing actually. Back when all the players in Roanapur started jumping ship, who would walk into the Yellowflag but Mister Chang himself."

"You've seen Chang? Where's he at?" Dutch asked.

"Dunno. He disappeared soon after I talked with him. Said he was I was the last person to see that Hermes kid and asked me if I knew where he went. I told him what the kid told me and then he left. Haven't seen the guy since." Bao told them. "Though before he left he turned around and said 'You know, I think it'd be best if you moved to Hong Kong.' When I asked him why, he told me it was because Roanapur was going to be blown to smithereens by the US. First chance I got I packed up and left, not even bothering to lock the Yellowflag. There's a lot of drunk bones back in Roanapur now."

"Really? Damn." Revy said. "So we're no closer to finding him."

"Why are you lookin' for Chang anyway?" Bao asked.

"We're interested in working with him again." Rock said quickly.

"Is that so? Well too bad for you. Chang got caught by private investigators not too long ago. No word as to what's happened to him since, but he sure as hell isn't back with the Triad." Bao said. "Believe me, I've checked."

Revy grumbled again and gulped down her fire water before slamming the empty glass down on the bar just as Rowan rendered the club waving a thick envelope.

"Here it is guys, your pay!" Rowan called, handing over the envelope to Dutch.

"Pleasure doing business." Dutch said before addressing the rest of Lagoon Company. "Come on guys, we're leaving."

"See ya Bao." Revy said as she and Rock left the bar. Not long after, Delun walked over to the bar and sat down.

"Who was that woman who just left?" he asked.

"What's it to you pal?" Bao asked gruffly.

Delun shook his head and smirked slightly. "No reason. I just thought she had a very interesting tattoo…"

*v*v*v*

*v*v*v*

Revy was back on patrol duty as Jingfei, keeping an eye out for any suspicious activity. It wasn't long until she found it either. A few drunks were harassing people on the street as she walked by, but when she glanced back in their direction she saw that one of them was about to smash a bottle over the head of another.

'Fuck. Time to be a whistleblower.' Revy thought as she put the silver whistle to her lips and blew, the loud shrill sound alerting the two drunks.

"Da fuck are you doin' ere?" slurred one of the drunks. "We wash tol' no *hic* cops would be here until seven! Itsh only shix tirty!"

"Told by who?" Revy demanded.

"We dun have to tell you, you shtupid bitch!" shouted the other drunk.

Revy's eyebrow twitched with irritation as she took out her notepad and started writing a list of offences. "Public drunkenness, insulting a police officer, disturbing the peace, public indecency…"

"Hey, I *hic* I remember you! You're that bitch cop that arrested my brother!" the first drunk realised.

"And you're going to be joining him the way you're going." Revy said.

The drunk ground his teeth together before hurling his beer bottle at Revy. "I ain't never goin' back in prison!"

Revy's hand moved quickly and she caught the bottle, but the alcohol inside didn't particularly want to stop moving and it rushed out the open bottle and splashed over Revy, covering her front in alcohol. Revy's eyes burned as she dropped the bottle.

"Physically Assaulting a Police Officer. Quite a few years in prison on that one." She said, cracking her knuckles before running at the drunks. They tried to run away, but Revy floored the both of them by elbowing them in the back. As they were knocked down, she pulled their hands behind their backs and handcuffed them.

*v*v*v*

*v*v*v*

When Revy arrived back at the station, she found the thing she perhaps hated more than her boring ass patrol routes, or the whole idea of protect and serve. No, it was far worse than that.

Paperwork.

She had to list their crimes, time of arrest, location, date and all that crap. Stuff she normally wasn't even aware was passing. But somehow, perhaps through good luck, she managed to fill it in without many problems.

As she put the pen down, Revy heard the door behind her open up.

"Oh, hello Officer Jingfei." Said Bojing, one of the gutless officers that inhabited this particular station. "You finished with the paperwork?"

Revy grunted and nodded before shuffling the papers around.

"Right, right. There's been a real rise in those kinds of disturbances lately, huh?" he continued, obviously trying to strike up a conversation.

"I guess so." Revy shrugged.

The silence was deafening as Bojing tried to think up a way to talk to Jingfei.

"So… Uh, I was thinking of going to the movies afterwards…" Bojing began before Revy walked past quickly.

"Do you know where I can find a change of uniform?" Revy asked.

"Huh? Oh, it's the room next to the locker rooms." Bojing said.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. Oh, wait I was wondering if you'd like to-" Bojing said as Revy left the room, closing the door behind her. "-go out with me…"

As Revy found the locker room, she entered the supply room and grabbed a spare uniform before heading to the locker room to change. As she was changing, she heard the door open behind her.

"Oh, sorry Jingfei, didn't know you were in here." Senior Detective Delun said before ducking out of the locker room and walking away. "No tattoo. Interesting…"

Revy shrugged and continued changing, adjusting that damn fake skin sleeve that Eda told her to wear.

"The hell do I have to wear this thing for? Friggin' uncomfortable piece of shit." She grumbled.

*v*v*v*

*v*v*v*

As the rest of the day plodded on, Revy started feeling uneasy. Being a beat cop didn't help that fact either, as she'd seen plenty of instances of gangsters dragging cops off the street while on patrol only to give them a nice three piece concrete diving suit.

When the day came to an end, Revy went back to Lagoon Company's offices and changed back to her normal self before pouring herself a drink.

"We got anything today?" she asked.

"Nothing yet." Dutch said through a sip of his coffee. "Though we got an interesting call from the Triad today."

"It wasn't them complaining that I'd killed their guys, right?" she asked.

"WHAT?!" Eda exploded.

"This was back at the hotel incident. Don't worry. Revy, or Jingfei actually, was put out of the official picture somehow after that particular incident. But that's not what they called about." Dutch explained. "Apparently they'd heard about us asking around for Chang and called to clarify a few things. We're to meet a few of their reps at The Gleaming Pearl tonight."

Eda considered this and nodded. "I see. Benny! Get down here!"

As the expert hacker descended the stairs, he had a very irritated look on his face. "What is it? I was just in the middle of a video call with Jane."

"I need you to hack into the computer systems of every prison in the country to find Chang. Think you can handle it?" she asked.

"Are you kidding? The firewalls in this place get rid of themselves." Benny snorted. "I should have the info you guys need in a few hours. Give me a day at most."

"Excellent. Alright, let's go meet the Triad." Eda said as she got up, but Revy wasn't so quick.

"Hang on a fuckin' second. What are you talking about? Why couldn't we have just done that to begin with? Why the fuck did you have to dress me up like a cop first?" She demanded.

Eda sighed angrily and pushed up her sunglasses. "Because, Revy, I imagined that Chang would still be hiding with the Triad. I expected you to do some espionage on their police reports to see if Chang's name turned up in any of 'em. As this hasn't happened maybe Chang has indeed been captured. If that's the case all we need to do is find his cell number."

Revy grumbled something under her breath, but went no further.

"Alright, if everyone's ready let's go!" Eda smiled.

*v*v*v*

*v*v*v*

It didn't take long for Lagoon Company to arrive at the Gleaming Pear bar, a small establishment just off one of Hong Kong's main streets. It appeared that Dutch had been studying the location. When they walked inside with the exception of Eda who didn't want to arouse suspicion, they found that almost everybody in the bar was wearing a black suit and dark sunglasses, save for the one figure sitting at the bar with long black hair and a determined expression.

"Biu? What the hell?" Revy asked, immediately recognising the man.

"Ah, there you are." He said, standing up to greet them. "It's good that you were able to arrive so soon. How's Hong Kong treated you?"

"We haven't run into any trouble from the law if that's what you mean." Dutch said. "So I take it if you're here then Chang must be somewhere as well?"

"That's exactly what I wanted to talk with you about." Biu said. "Unfortunately since Mister Chang's arrest, I've become his former right hand man. Still, that kind of title carries weight around here and I've become a part of the higher echelons of the Triad. It's tough when you're expected to have the same leadership and charisma as Mister Chang."

"So what happened to him?" Rock asked.

"Well, I'm sure you've heard news of his arrest back in Australia. Word got around that a couple of people in black suits that weren't with the Triad were looking for him, so we organised to have him disappear. Thing is that after his arrest, the bosses up top said they didn't have anything to do with the arrest. They were planning to fake his death in an effort to get him back to Hong Kong, but somebody must've tipped off the Chinese investigators sniffing around that place. Not a clue what they were doing there to begin with." Biu explained.

"Really?" Dutch asked. "Well that's very interesting."

"I understand that you wished to work with Mister Chang again, but that may not be possible as we don't know where he is. My best guess would be Quincheng Prison." Biu said. "However, the Triad will be happy to use your services if we ever need them."

"Alright. Thanks Biu." Dutch nodded.

"Oh, one more thing. I'd like to ask you a question." Biu said.

"Shoot." Dutch said as he turned.

"Have you guys seen a beat cop walking around this area? Tight hair in a bun, real cold shoulder. The kinda tits a mosquito would laugh at. Goes by Jingfei Mei." Biu said. "If you ever find her, could you do me a favour and off her? Bitch's been putting my men on edge ever since she arrested two of our men that went out for a drink one day. I'd take care of her myself, but there's been a lot of stuff going on and I've got my hands full. Cops are a lot smarter and less greedy than in Roanapur."

"Will do." Dutch nodded before turning to the rest of Lagoon Company. "Alright, let's move."

As Revy walked out of the bar, she felt a small hint of pride spark deep in her withered and crippled soul. Why that was she had no idea.

Eda was back in the car, a thin trail of cigarette smoke wafting from the window.

"What'd they say?" she asked.

"Nothing we don't already know." Rock sighed.

"I just hope Benny managed to find something with that computer of his." Dutch grumbled as they started the car.

Revy sat back in her seat and looked to Eda. "Oh yeah, and apparently we're to keep a lookout for this Jingfei Mei bitch I keep hearing about. Been causing some real trouble for us honest crooks around here." She snickered.

Eda shook her head as the car started moving. "Just like you Revy, always overdoing it."

*v*v*v*

*v*v*v*

As soon as they were back at their office block, Eda checked with Benny to see if he'd found what they were looking for.

"Anything?" she asked.

"Unsurprisingly, no mention of Chang." Benny sighed before taking a sip of his coffee. "Unless he's unlisted or under an alias, I've got nada."

"No, the government would want to brag that they'd caught the infamous Mister Chang." Eda thought. "So that means the Traid is lying to us."

"So what do we do now?" Revy asked, tapping a cigarette out of its carton.

"Same thing we do every night Pinky." Eda said.

Revy chuckled slightly which got Eda's attention.

"You actually get that reference?" she asked incredulously.

"What? I don't know what you're talking about." Revy said quickly before disappearing up to her room. Eda turned to Rock who shrugged quickly and walked away to do something he just realised was of the utmost importance. Eda turned to Dutch who shrugged as well.

"Don't look at me, I don't get it either." He said.

*v*v*v*

*v*v*v*

When Jingfei reported to the station the day after Revy's meeting with the Triad, she found something odd. She'd been taken off patrol duty for that day.

"Ah, there you are." said the voice of Delun from behind her, ever-present mug of warm coffee in hand. "I've been meaning to talk to you about something."

"About what sir?" she asked.

"You may have noticed that you've been taken off patrol duty. That's because I've organised to have you given a promotion." He said. "Those two drunks you arrested for civil disturbance turned out to be members of the local Triad branch. Not to mention you've been doing a damn good job so far. So I believe congratulations are in order, Sergeant Jingfei."

"It's an honour sir." Jingfei nodded, but internally Revy was furious. 'Fucking seriously?! I'm supposed to be doing some espionage shit, not climbing the fucking ranks!'

"Ah don't worry about it. So anyway, I'm gonna use my day off to show you the ropes about being a Sergeant." Delun said. "Now, shall we get started?"

So for the rest of the day, Delun ran Jingfei through her new duties as a Sergeant including her new responsibilities, equipment and the thing that Revy hated more than anything about the police force, paperwork.

"I think that's about it." Delun said, draining the rest of his coffee. "Oh yeah, you'll also be issued with a SIG Sauer P250 pistol sometime during the week to coincide with your new rank."

"Thank you sir." Jingfei nodded, with Revy internally snorting. 'Finally, a semi-auto. Now I can do some real damage. Now I just need another of them.'

"Don't mention it." Delun waved his hand before checking his wristwatch. "I think we can relax for a little while."

Jingfei sat down across from Delun before she reached into her pocket and dragged out a cigarette before offering the packet to Delun.

"No thanks, I've quit smoking." He said. "Took me a couple of weeks to kick the habbit."

'Suit yourself.' Revy thought as she continued to smoke.

The two sat in silence once more before Delun spoke up. "You know, there's been talk of putting you on the RATU. Somebody on the force must be trying their damn hardest to get rid of you."

"RATU?" Jingfei asked.

"The Regional Anti Triad Unit, affectionately known as the Suicide Unit." Delun said, shaking his head. "Lost way too many good officers to that sinkhole."

"Why is it called that?" she asked.

"You're kidding right? Ever since the influx of criminals into Hong Kong, the Triad's been getting new members by accident as if they stick to their cheap suits or something. After the Regional Anti Triad Unit was formed to try and hold back all this criminal activity, it's pretty much a death sentence to any officer too stupid or self-righteous to know any better." Delun said. "I've heard of entire squads getting wiped out before they were even deployed. The RATU's roll call is pretty much the Triad's Hit List down to the letter."

Revy thought about this and nodded. She'd never be able to locate Chang if she wasn't alive to do it.

"Luckily I was able to pull you from the system before you got transferred. You're a damn good officer Jingfei, and I don't want the next time I see you to be in the obituaries." Delun finished.

"Thank you sir." Jingfei said sincerely. 'Whatever, I could have taken them all on!'

"No need to worry about it Jingfei." He said before standing up. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a few things I need to attend to."

*v*v*v*

*v*v*v*

Back in the top floor of the Gleaming Pearl, Biu was in his private room finishing a phone call with one of his lieutenants.

"Yes, we do need more guns. Yes, I am aware of how the previous shipment was attempted to be stolen by those independent gangsters and Lagoon Company even though the crate was actually a bunch of dresses belonging to Rowan. Seriously though, you should find those guns. Of course we have enough in our budget to pay for it, we just got our drug ring going again. Alright. Don't screw this up again." He finished, flicking his mobile shut and sighing heavily. "Damn, I don't know how Chang put up with this shit."

The door to Biu's room creaked open and a suited man peeked inside.

"Boss, there's somebody who wants to see Mister Chang." He said.

"Tell him what we told Lagoon Company." Biu said with a wave of his hand. "I've got a lot of stuff to do."

"We did boss, but… then he said he wanted to see you. Addressed you by name and everything. Said his name was Hermes and he knew you back in Roanapur." The goon whispered.

Biu's eyebrows raised slightly. He remembered Hermes. He was Mister Chang's little pet project wasn't he? So was he doing in Hong Kong?

"Alright, I'll tell him what we told Lagoon Company." Biu sighed as he stood up and walked down to the bar. In the centre of the room stood Hermes, now dressed in a long cream coloured overcoat, a layer of charcoal grey Kevlar underneath from what Biu could see. He also noticed that Hermes' trademark rollerblades were conspicuously absent.

"There you are. You have no idea how hard it is to track you guys down, you know that?" Daniel asked.

"That's kind of the point. Wouldn't want the RATU tracking us down." Biu said in a business-like manner. "Now I understand that you're searching for Mister Chang, but what my men told you is the truth. We can only guess where Chang is, and our best is Quincheng Prison."

"If that were the case though, how would he be able to send me these?" Daniel asked, reaching into his pockets and digging out Chang's twin silver pistols, their detailed engravings gleaming in the dim bar lights. Bui stared at the pistols as Daniel handed them to him, turning them over in his hands.

"Yeah, these are the real deal alright." Biu said.

"Now, I think you'd better tell me where he really is. I have a very, very important message to deliver." Daniel said impatiently.

Biu scratched his head before handing the pistols to one of his men. "Come with me." He said before turning and leading Hermes back to his office. Once they were both there, Biu locked the door behind him and sat down, with Daniel sitting opposite him.

"Ok Hermes, the truth is we have no idea where Chang actually is. The plan was to get him out of Australia before the cops initiated a plan we'd caught wind of to assassinate him. Turns out there was an off the record policy associated with Mister Chang. That policy being kill on sight. Trouble is we were expecting him to be here the day after, but apparently the bosses had other ideas and transported him to a top secret location. I'm still in contact with Mister Chang, but only by e-mail and he still hasn't answered any of mine that I've sent him. He's still pulling the strings, but almost nobody in Hong Kong knows where he is."

"I have a feeling you're going to say 'except for…'." Daniel said.

"Except for the bosses. But good luck finding them, let alone talking to them. Nobody in the Triad knows who they really are, but they make all the big orders that we have to follow." Biu snorted.

"This is just getting harder and harder by the second isn't it?" Daniel grumbled. "Well can you send Mister Chang a message? I have a feeling he might respond to this one."

"What do I look like, some god damned mail man?" Biu asked.

"Please? You're the only one with even a chance of contacting Mister Chang that I know of. At least humour me." Daniel pleaded.

Biu thought for a while before smirking. "Sure. But you've got to tell me the message first."

Daniel seemed conflicted for a moment, but he eventually nodded. "Alright, but you'll have to keep this card close to your chest." He said before clasping his hands. "Hotel Moscow wants an alliance with the Triad."