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gaps left after the Disasters and Shift, they just so happen to fulfill an important one.” Kirin smiled as he slapped his hands together once. “This will be fun, but first some house cleaning.” He said walking over to the Union Representative as he sat himself on a chair with the help of his crew. There, Kirin stood still in front of him with an eager look in his eyes as the Representative ignored him for the most part, only occasionally glancing at the impatient smile of Kirin, albeit reluctantly.
         Karl gave Kirin an uneasy stare before looking over to Jake and Lee. “What is wrong with this kid?”
       “Yeah,” Lee said. “Is he always like this?”
         Jake shook his head. “I don’t know, to be honest, I don’t really even know him.”
       “Well,” Lee said shaking his head. “Whoever he is, he really got me out of a tight space.”
       “Hey,” Davos said slamming his open palm against the table as he stared at Kirin. “Is what you said true?” he asked. “Are you a detective?”
       “Yes.” Kirin replied making a quick turnaround towards him, breaking his staring match with the Union Representative. “But I’m interested in why YOU are so interested in trusting a stranger with this task? Don’t you find it a bit odd that I was here during the robbery and worked it into my favor?”
       “Of course I am.” Davos said with a disgusted expression. “I have every bit of my suspicion pointing towards collusion between our thieves and you lot right here. If it wasn’t for the Union Rep. here, I would have strung you by the toes and poked my way through your flesh for the truth.”
       “Oh, rather graphic, are you?” Kirin chuckled. “And a terrible folly on your part if you did. Any gambler knows when the cards are dealt, adaptability is all-important. Isn’t that right Mr. Union Representative?” Kirin said walking towards the man as he sat down with one of his crewmembers tending to his wounds. “This place is no sanctioned den, right?” Kirin asked the Representative. “Otherwise, the guard at the door wouldn’t be necessary, nor would the codes and passwords to enter, after all, most gambling dens in the developing cities like Teigen don’t use them, only the dank back alley den’s in the Outskirts and Lower cities are like that.”
       “Shut up!” the Union Rep. shouted as he clenched the edge of the table beside him. “What does a little punk like you know about Union business?”
       “Oh, quite a lot. I know that most Union money in the dens are shipped out like clockwork, never is there a surplus of cash on hand, and most importantly, Union dens don’t allow unknown rookies in, only the confirmed wealthy and unnatural pros, not anyone in this den of unwashed losers. This growing pile of evidence leads me to one conclusion—do you know what that is Mr. Union Representative?”
       “S-Shut your mouth!” The Union Rep. said with a sense of desperation that alarmed the Den owner and his crew.
         Davos looked at the Rep. with uncertainty. “What is this kid on about Union Representative?”
       “Nothing. He knows nothing about anything. Get him out of here! We can handle this ourselves.”
       “Can you?” Kirin smiled deviously to the shaken expression of the Union Representative. “I mean, how can you do anything when you’re not even a Union Rep—”
       “Nooo!” The Union Rep. shouted slamming his fist against the table. “I told you to shut up, brat!”
         Kirin grinned before he began pacing around the room, speaking his mind to the alarmed audience of Davos and his crew. “I believe that you are not a Union Rep. at all.” He said frankly. “You’re more like an opportunistic immigrant from the Lower cities trying to con his way up the ladder of success. Quite admirable if I must say so myself. Mind telling us your name? No need for titles anymore.” Kirin said standing in front of the pained