I’ve finished with Ayn Rand’s book, Atlas Shrugged. (“John Galt is Prometheus who changed his mind. After centuries of being torn by vultures in payment for having brought to men the fire of the gods, he broke his chains—and he withdrew his fire—until the day when men withdraw their vultures.”) My English is progressing well, which is good, our vow of silence was broken by Mr. Red. Wolfe gave me a call, apparently I don’t need sleep as far as she is concerned. But Red tipped her off that I knew something about Morse. She asked if I was hustling drugs. The exchange got heated, she sent the mob to my new basement. This did not stop us from swearing a motley pledge. Wren is much prettier now, I am much wealth now, what Masa (Masamune Masatsugu) and Red got from the deal I am unsure…
So, there are 3 mobs here in Vegas. The Jews, the Sicilians and the Mongrels. The freehold should give me some measure of protection from the last, and I’ve purchased a very reasonable status as a free holding agent from the Sicilians. If I stay out of their way for a while I should be able to hold myself against them. I will need to find a way to deal with the Jews so they understand that I am not to be trifled with.
I must find a way to set aside the differences with my Motley. Red has worked against me at many turns. This must be dealt with. We must stand together, even if our courts may work seperately, I believe that the monarchs understand this very important point. Together they stand against the Fae, divided they will fall. The same can be said for our mikrokosmos of the freehold, though the enemies may not directly be as threatening as the Fae, they will surely devour us given the chance.
I have extended my protection to the motley, they are my familia now. This is a deep connection, it saddens me that they do not see it.
We made Wren’s drop. This led to our meeting Costas Petrakis, a lichvář, er… Vampire, that is the word. He was quite informative, and why not, he didn’t pay us as he was supposed to. None of the others seemed to mind. John Galt is the Pearl Satrapy, Leah Rexpin is one of them. I imagine they will find me if they should like to if they are seeking to remain secret; their legality seems to be in question here.
I gave Wolfe a tip on Morse, I don’t think it will be enough to ruin the market for me, but it should buy me some more good favor, I feel bad for hurting her, it was unnecessary. Regardless, I sent her after the lichvář connection.