"Possible. Or the blackmailer could be an Orlesian Venatori sympathizer. Someone who is acting on ideological grounds, possessed of the lever to move Marquette. Of course, there's the possibility Marquette is a believer himself who coincidentally enjoys enriching himself, but I think you're right that the risk of working with the Vantori is high for just a man hoping to line his pockets. Greedy men are the kind you hire for a one-off job where they don't ask who they're working for. Marquette is clearly aware."
He drums his fingers against the desk once, thinking. "I agree, though. Removing Marquette is useful in itself, but it's worth thinking about the potential consequences of letting him continue unopposed. Perhaps worth a bit of prioritizing sooner than later."
A ready admission. These things come and go – and he’d like very much, right now, to be gone.
"But you may have the right of sympathy. Someone he can’t afford to knock off from other ends." His mouth pulls, Isaac considers. "There might be bait to dangle. Try to draw someone out, on the promise of another agent."
Painting any of their number for traitors is a dangerous gamble, particularly if they've no blackmailer to unearth.
(But Maker, would he love to pin that mess with the bards on someone. This could spell an opportunity.)
He smokes. Stands, gathers his pages,
"Thank you. I’ll keep you appraised of any progress."
"Do. If you get as far as needing any of the related names we identified, let me know. I think it's a thread worth pulling." And one Julius himself has limited bandwidth to pull without support these days. In the meantime, he looks back to the shortages list, trying to make the best of it.
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He drums his fingers against the desk once, thinking. "I agree, though. Removing Marquette is useful in itself, but it's worth thinking about the potential consequences of letting him continue unopposed. Perhaps worth a bit of prioritizing sooner than later."
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A ready admission. These things come and go – and he’d like very much, right now, to be gone.
"But you may have the right of sympathy. Someone he can’t afford to knock off from other ends." His mouth pulls, Isaac considers. "There might be bait to dangle. Try to draw someone out, on the promise of another agent."
Painting any of their number for traitors is a dangerous gamble, particularly if they've no blackmailer to unearth.
(But Maker, would he love to pin that mess with the bards on someone. This could spell an opportunity.)
He smokes. Stands, gathers his pages,
"Thank you. I’ll keep you appraised of any progress."
places a bow