To: Hemlocke From: Dixon Location: Destroyer Incessant Nagging Subject: Your opinion
Hemlocke,
I know this message might surprise you, given our differences. But the both of us are still Rogues, and even if it doesn't mean jackshit to you, it still does to me.
With this clarified, I'll need your opinion on a project, personally. I know you won't come to me, and sure as hell I will not go to your lair, let's meet somewhere neutral, namely on Pitt. Don't worry about the police, i've got that handled.
"Dixon, I sincerely hope you're not going soft on me."
"Why do you fear stepping foot in my 'lair'... as you call it. Recent events have painted both of us in higher positions, if I killed you some other equally intolerable schmuck would take your place. I wished to kill you because I did not consider you my equal, and now you are. Nobody on Alcatraz will try anything stupid should you decide to pay us a visit. Well... nobody under my thrall would. Some of the newer ones are a tad... problematic."
"I'm not going into the heart of backwater territory so I can end up in a ditch. I propose a different solution to avoiding each other's lairs. Niverton, Pennsylvania. While it is arguably still under my influence It's halfway between both of us and neutral ground for most pack meetings I've had recently. What do you say?"