Star:Spill.
Conor:Only if you spill in return…
Star:Deal. When, why, what, and how?
Conor:I leveraged some information about four months or so before you came along and headbutted through my firewalls.
Star:Half the story much? And I didn’t headbutt anything. I slipped inside like a ninja.
Conor:You left a mile-wide gash behind you. Nothing about your entry or exit was discreet.
Star:Filthy.Lies.
Conor:Filthy.Truth.
Conor:Anyway, I thought you wanted to talk about crusty old white guys.
Star:I did, but now I’m curious. Back to the topic at hand. What information did you leverage?
Conor:The Sparrows were on the periphery of my attention for a while, I think. I’m pretty certain this guy was shafted by them. He proclaimed his innocence and I managed to come across the CCTV footage that confirmed his alibi.
Star:That was handy.
Conor::P
Star:Don’t show me your tongue. Waggle it so I understand. Did you make a deep fake?
Conor:Sort of.
Star:I didn’t know you had those types of skills.
Conor:There’s plenty you don’t know about me lol.
Star:I’m not sure I like that.
Conor:HA! It’s not as if you’re an open book.
Star:True. Was it falsified or not?
Conor:The dates were. I knew he was innocent though.
Star:How?
Conor:Because Da had killed the guy this Triad allegedly had.
Star:Lol! That would do it.
Conor:Right? Anyway, the Triads aren’t like the Russians and the Italians. They stick to their own and they listen to China way more than even the Russians listen to Moscow. I figured it’d be a good thing to have them in my back pocket.
Star:It worked.
Conor:Not really. They gave me the shares instead lol.
Conor:Smart bastards.
Star:How many shares do you own?
Conor:Thirty-five percent.