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Nicholas Boothman
Henry shook his hand. "Henry Talbot. Former professional liar, current... I don’t know what."
“I hear you're a man who's tired of pretending," Vincent said, pulling out a couple of mismatched, chipped ceramic mugs. "That's a good start. Sit."
They sat around a heavy oak table. For a few minutes, they stuck to the surface of things. Vincent asked if he had any trouble finding the place, mentioning how the city had a way of swallowing up the side streets near the mission. Henry asked about the crowd gathered outside, and Vincent explained that the "dinner rush" usually started two hours early when the wind picked up off the river.
"Claire says you're looking to build something," Vincent said finally, setting his mug down with a thud. "Something to stop the world lying.”
“Good old Claire. Yes, not just stop it, I want to burn the old world to the ground. I spent half my life as a high-priced hitman for the corporate conscience. But I didn’t use bullets —I used bullshit. And I was the best there was. And forty- seven people are dead because I taught their killers that the truth is negotiable.
"The world isn't going to stop lying because people suddenly decide to be good," Jinji said.
"It's going to stop because of this.” She reached into her pocket and tossed a sleek little packet onto the table.
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