A visit to the Division, by the Manchester Mercenaries

[Squad]

Tapping his fingers against the glass, Lawrence hummed to himself a bit. "To be honest, I could use people I trust across the entire sector. We rarely involve ourselves in logistic operations directly unless requested, but information is more of a concern. We also have certain unfriendly contacts that may need be to be removed from time to time."

His right ear started ringing again, but the whiskey seemed to help.

"You're welcome about the Judgment any time, but nobody else knows about the Division's participation. I'll reach out to you individually but can provide an alternate unmarked communication channel for your people if they have reports to make likely through my assistant, Amanda. She's good at those sort of things. I understand things worked off a retainer, but I will also provide job-specific payouts for completed operation to the members of your crew involved. Good people are hard to find and keep these days."

He put his hand on Wilhelm's shoulder.

"I don't want to ask you to put your boys in a bad spot. You gotta do what's right for your folks, I understand that. Just tell me you'll let me know when you can't take a job as easily as when you can. I don't want to promise my folks above my means, but I need eyes out there, Herr Professor."

"Tell me what you need, and you'll have it. "

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