Floor 69, Comercio Fantasma

[Mr.Ling]

After lighting his own cigar and briefly reading the document given to him, Ling moved his briefcase to a clear area and tapped it with his foot. "I'd had a hint of something like this, but it seems we are quickly running out of allies", he said as his briefcase deployed into a small holo-table, projecting a very familiar dump of information:

...hack.initiated...connecting.to.Spyglass.Network...decryption.in.progress...
...Deceiver.Mr.Ling.recognized...encoding.transmission...
...uploading.data...

As his machine ran its startup process, he inserted the chip, uploading the information to the greater network and beginning a cross-reference process. "At the very least, Fiorella De Marco was a suspicion on my radar." He seemed to chuckle jadedly. "I'm sure Wolfe will be just elated to hear about Damien Morreti again." The cross-referencing completed, showing a list of variables. Dots were connected in the database and showed Ling a much clearer picture.

Ling turned to Chenzo "I'm sure I don't need to go into detail on why this accord here is destined to backfire. Instead, from what you said earlier, you seem to already have a plan in place?"