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I was at work when the robbery took place, the building I'm in only has two floors and four apartments (I live on the ground floor) so there's reason to believe the culprits might know me enough to know that I wouldn't be around. Apparently, I'm not the only person in my town that has been robbed in the last couple of weeks, so there might be some hope that these robberies are related. Just waiting to hear back from the detective.

As for insurance, it honestly never occurred to me that as a tenant I could insure personal property. Given my finances I put a lot of things on the back-burner.

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Hey, guys... sorry for the absence on my end, I haven't been able to get on because I haven't had a computer to use (mine was stolen, along with 90% of the possessions in my apartment) so I'm briefly visiting my parents place and just giving you a heads up that it could be another week until I can afford a new one. I apologize for the delay and really wish I didn't have to inconvenience such a great story but I think it's a reasonable excuse. lol

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"Roger Descombes? L'Anglais ont un sens de l'humour étrange." Jean chuckled as he thumbed through the sheaf of papers containing the man he was to become, oddly enough he found himself pleasantly surprised by the Allemand wine. The file was extensive, records of known associates, business partners, investors, friends, family... a wife, Elaine, two children, Claude and Pierre, the family dog and a mistress. It seemed like his employers had snatched up a real man's life and gave it to him to play with as he pleased, though he was certain that wasn't the case. Once he was finished glancing over the file, he replaced the cover sheet and traced his finger along the edge of his glass while staring at the tools that would be implemented to see their task through to it's bloody end.

"An accident is not the only way Sebastien Hirsch could meet his end; suicide is always an option." The thought of being close to the Danish femme fatale for this mission did a little more than pique his interest, he might have some time to pick at her brain and see what secrets lurked inside. "For instance, strangulation from a garrote wire can look similar to hanging. Perhaps the deceased could have been beset with guilt and saw no alternative but to take his own life. A bit of melodrama and viola!" His fingertips snaked for the piano wire and wooden handle and then fell on the grip of the revolver.

"If getting too close doesn't sound inviting, then we could make this look like a murder... armed burglars in the night?" He polished off what wine remained in his glass and turned to Stavrou to gauge how he felt about both ideas. The wooden grip of the .38 Smith & Wesson looked much smaller than the .455 Webley he had once handled on the firing range and only chambered five rounds instead of six. Instead he opted for the Fairbairn-Sykes knife, a weapon he had used leading up to his capture. Examining the blade closely, Jean smiled and set it back with the folding blade.

"But before we can do the deed, we have some homework to do." Jean turned to Astrid and grinned.

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Great job for setting the atmosphere, sir! I shall get to work on my post, right nyaw... >.>

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Late night post, finally. Can't wait for what comes next. >.>

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"You wouldn't believe the sort of things people will say about you in their mother tongue." He grinned as he shifted a knee over his leg beneath the table, weaving his fingers together over his waist and leaning into the back of his chair. For a few moments he paused, considering all scenarios that had been discussed before nodding to himself. "It's the best plan that can get us into striking distance, I'm sure our benefactors here could piece together a convincing enough business portfolio to dupe the Germans." Almost instinctively, Jean reached into his breast pocket for the container of cigarettes and then remembered he had quit a week ago, modestly disguising a frown by clicking his cheek.

"I am Jean Lemieux, formerly a Canadian soldier and more recently I have been teaching here in London. I have some understanding of machinery, so posing as a French investor for a certain manufacturing firm might work nicely. The Germans are fiercely competitive with France and relish a chance at absorbing French contracts. I'm sure this Hirsch chap is looking to expand into the French industrial sector, so he might want the right kind of investors to discreetly ease that transition." With a thoughtful glance, he studied the Danish woman across from him with second thoughts, her history as a member of the resistance might prove quite useful. It is the obvious truth in plain sight that many overlook, scenting deception from all other places and ignoring the one which remains right next to you. He thought about helping himself to another glass of the Scotch on the table but decided against it; better to leave with his senses intact.

"At this point, I think retiring for the evening is in order. Mr. Konstantinos is right in that we have a good deal of field work to do before we can really decide on what course of action will be taken." With a humble nod to his host, he rose from his seat and stuck his hands into his pockets casually. These strangers were about to become cohorts in bringing down evil men; a task that could take a considerable amount of time. He needed to be alone tonight, to think and to sleep.

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Sorry for the delay, for some reason I couldn't log in to RPG (my internet has been finicky as of late) and then the site was down? Anybody else have this problem?

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I'll have a post ready soon. How's everyone doing?

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Nothing like a good ol' conspiring-a-transpiring. Who's next?

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I'll add my post to Kentsukan's, just to spice things up.