The Hunt Begins.

[Reverend Del]

Herne watched the Molly walk up to the table and push Lizzie aside with hardly any common courtesy, if his idea was to work he'd need fellas like this one, and he could only be thankful that his old contacts had pushed this guy his way, even if he didn't know it. A sequence of events could always appear to be coincidence if handled correctly.

"Watch yourself there fella, this one's with me. A little courtesy'll go a damn long way to avoiding getting both arms matching if you catch my drift. Now how about you take seat next to Lizzie here and you can discuss what you want at my table."

Herne watched how the man composed himself, it said a lot about a man, how he acted after a dressing down. Herne watched him sit, as he went to speak, Herne waved him silent.

"First up know there ain't no free rides, I give nothing away, even Lizzie here had to do me a job first, and you ain't no different. So here's the deal, a friend of mine wants some information, and Gerald Koltern has it. Now Koltern's a Molly and does most of his dealings at Belfast. You gotta get in and get that information, and don't come back here til you've got it, understand?"

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Saint Del is considered a holy healer of diseases of children, but also as a protector of cattle.