CALL LOG BETWEEN PRESIDENT NORTON AND A PRIVATE NUMBER

DATED: 16-07-2522 at 12:45 am

ABC: You know, they’ll have my head for using a phone in this city, Tim. This had better be important.

NORTON: I just wanted to thank you for the uhh… let’s call it compromise.

ABC: Compromise? Last I checked you were threatening to have me retired. Permanently, at that.

NORTON: And I will do it again unless you learn to control your impulses. Killing Justin Roland like this is meaningless. With the data at his disposal, he can bring down the Order in an instant. We need to be more prudent going forward.

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ABC: Whatever you say, my Lord. How’d you find me, anyway? It can’t have been a coincidence. You calling me the exact moment I was about to put a bullet between his eyes.

NORTON: I’ll have you know that I’m still the President of Lucidea. I have my means. Which is why I know you didn’t let him go unharmed, did you?

ABC: It was a mere scratch.

NORTON: You broke his fucking leg! You moron, do you have any idea what you’ve done?

ABC: Fine. But it was your fault, if anything. Denying me at the last moment. I had to let off steam somehow. Let me be clear, Tim. All you did was buy him a few days. I won’t be denied a second time.

NORTON: Just don’t do anything reckless. You will be traveling to the Mitsurugi Isles next, correct?

ABC: I’ll be damned! You actually remembered something about your baby boy.

NORTON: The data we got from Roland’s computer suggests heavy reinforcements for the fortress. Be prepared for anything.

ABC: Thine shall be done, o Benevolent Overlord! Now, kindly leave me the fuck alone. I’m about to have a smoke.

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