Felix Hausten
Location: Classic Building
He reached over and admired the firearms with curiosity, remembering some misadventures during the last trilogy he published. Having to deal with the darker side of the streets, firearms were destructive to most places. gunshots were hard to describe untl you got into the harsh metaphors the readers enjoyed. It was a gamble with most of the readers but it usually paid.
He observed the other two's reactions and rubbed the back of his neck with a deep exhale and grinned at her. "There's 3 of us right...two of us attend the arms trade with most of the weaponry, the other one can just observe the situation till it gets heated enough and blam, we have them in a corner they can't escape"
He grinned like a proud kid with a drawing he just did as he looked to Marc and then back to Riley "Or of course, we can dispose of the guns"