- But he's dead... I mean you told me he was dead, Moriarty...?- Absolutely, blew his own brains out...
[Text] Still alive. - SM
[Text] How’s the spawn? - SM
[Text] And you I guess. How are you. - SM
“I didn’t say kill her, but if you must, you must. She’s my nan Sebastian. She stole my favourite tie pin and I want it back. I’m certain she’s got a key or something. Get that back too. Look, when you get back then we can worry about the breach of security, but presently I’m more concerned about my tie pin and the upcoming jobs. Those are very important….” Truth be told he wanted Sebastian out of the house for a few hours. So he could do a few sweeps, bug it again, fix any little holes, maybe do some baking.
Sebastian stared at him for a beat. “You didn’t tell me she was your nan,” he sighed. “You do realise it would be a lot easier for you to walk in there and ask for it back? What are you thinking, boss?”
“I just find it interesting that you two can get along.
If you even go to see him whenever you’re not working,
it must mean something, right?
It’s good, though. It honestly is.”
"Don’t read anything into it. It pays well to be on good terms with him, yeah?"
“Not that the how is particularly any of your business….
Miserable old hag poked her nose and gnarly fingers where they didn’t belong.
She deserves to have them chopped off.
I’m assuming she entered my flat without permission and nicked it.
Tie pin. Owned by my grandfather. Zero sentimental value for me, but it’s very expensive and nan always was bitter that I was the one that ended up with it and not her. Shoot her if you have to.”
"You want me to kill a woman over a tie pin?" Sebastian asked wearily. "Surely my priority here should be correcting whatever security breach allowed her to enter your flat in the first place."
"Shouldn’t you be in school?"
“Just curious, really.
People don’t exactly stand in line to talk to him, if you know what I mean.
Does his personality not bother you, then?”
"What are you implying, mate?"
Richard frowned, though it looked more like some kind of pout. “You don’t understand how horrific it is!”
"I’m not leaving. This is important. He’ll see me."
"I said no. Get out."
Terribly sorry for whatever happened between the two of you.
Say, do you ever visit my brother? When there’s no business involved, I mean.”
"Sometimes, yeah. Why?"
"Yes…" Richard said slowly before humming. "But I’m out of jam…"
"What a tragedy," Sebastian said dryly.
"Oh, no, he’s not too busy for me. I’m his baby brother and this is awfully.
"He said he wasn’t seeing anyone today, not he wasn’t seeing anyone except his baby brother. Come back tomorrow.”
"Jim’s busy, you’ll have to come back later."