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After a long day, John and his chief medical officer, Edward Tesh, sat in a quiet part of the lounge over a drink to discuss things. The pianist played just loud enough to where they could speak privately yet could here each other. In fact, for critical matters, they spoke in Latin. Working as she always did, Doreen kept their glasses full and some hors'deuvers on the table.
"Well, Edward," explained Doc, "I think I have a very crazy but shrewd idea."
"For here?" asked Edward.
"No, elsewhere," he replied as he handed him a small envelope from an internal pocket of his robe.
Edward read it and just looked up over his glasses at his friend, "You aren't kidding, John, this is crazy. It's even somewhat stupid but for some reason, I like it. Now, will he go along with it?"
John picked up his glass and swirled the contents a little as he smiled, "Oh I think so. Look who the bait is."
Edward, still looking over his glasses, simply answered, "I noticed that too! Yes, that is enticement."
Edward then placed the note back in its envelope and handed it back to John who then tucked it deep into the internal robe pocket from whence it came, "So, what about those you are either friendly with or even neutral with? What would they think?"
John took a sip of his brandy and nodded, "Admittedly, there is work to be done but I think I can do this. Remember, he's not about money or material possessions so if nothing else, I may be able to get him to leave them alone on those grounds."
"People still see him as a murderer, John. Memor John Freeport 5 quod Corfu. Populus operor non alieno."
John could only sigh, "I know." He then took another sip of his brandy, "[i]EGO can tantum spes ut redarguo populus ut loco ut aside pro iam quod permissum."
"Somehow, John, I think you can," replied Edward, "if anyone can, you can."
"Let's hope, Edward, let's hope," John replied with a smile of confidence. The two men then continued with small talk before breaking for the evening.