"So, Zane, tell us… how did it go, extracting Modred from the club? How hard was it?"
"They could use a few more bouncers," Zane replied with a careless shrug to Ewan's question, the sides of his lips twitching into a fleeting smile.
"But really, I might have had a lot more issues to deal with if Juana hadn't been open with me about some secrets, and if Sandro hadn't played assistant extractor."
Sandro puffed out his chest at this, a smug, self-satisfied smile on his lips that had Zane letting out an exasperated snort.
"Good of you to admit it," Sandro chirped. "Ewan told me you weren't exactly receptive to the idea in the beginning?"
Zane shot a sharp glare at Ewan, who immediately raised both hands as if in surrender. Did the man really have to recount every detail of their disagreement?
"Blame me not," Ewan said teasingly. "Come on, tell us in detail. Susan here has some information for us which might be important to note, and we need the context."
