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Chapter 9

�� LUNA!�
Harry called out to the flat while he walked into his workroom. He took off his
mask and tossed it onto the table. Hedwig, who was walking behind him, picked
it up and set it next to hers, which she had just taken off. Then, she started
unstrapping his claws. Harry waited for her to finish before pulling off his
cloak and throwing it over the chair as Luna walked in with a confused look on
her face.

�� Its time
for you girls to earn your keep. I need Hannah and Susan too. Bring them in
here, please.� Harry pulled down the highpowered sniper rifle and moved over to
the table to start taking it apart. He vaguely noted Luna walking out to do as
he asked while he took the cleaning brushes from the kit Hedwig placed next to
him. He was halfway through servicing the weapon when the Luna walked back in
with Susan and Hannah behind her.

Harry wasted no time and got right
to it.

�Luna said you are very familiar
with the workings of the Ministry.� He raised his eyes to look at Susan and
watched as she nodded stiffly. He took the sheaf of parchments in the folder
that Hedwig was holding out to him and threw it on the table in front of him.
�I need you to go over that to make sure that they are not trying to screw me
over. The deal was for five hundred galleons per Death Eater and Two Thousand
for Inner Circle, dead or alive. Make sure there is nothing in that contract
that will haunt me when the job is done. At the meeting, the other day, Tonks
said I was to have a license for the unforgivables, amnesty to kill enemies of
the state, authorization to persuade captives in my custody to answer my
questions with no restrictions on methods as well as freedom of movement
through out the wizarding world. That is what I was promised. Go through that
contract and make sure they did not try to add any legalese that would trap me
after it�s all said and done. No reparations, no war crimes clauses, make sure it�s
the way it was promised. I need this done in no more than two days.� Harry
waited until Susan nodded. He turned to take in Hannah.

�� Luna told
me your family had a lot of contacts. I need you to ask a few favors from them
for supplies. Here,� Harry pulled a piece of parchment from his robes. �I need
those things within the next week. The sooner the better. There are three men
downstairs in case you need to leave the flat. Take them with you. I�m not
going to be around much in the next week, so your are going to be on your own.�

�� Harry went
back to serving the rifle. It only took him a few more moments before he had it
put back together and had it ready for use when Hannah looked up from his list.
Harry pulled the trigger and was rewarded with the perfect sounding �click�.
�Harry, there are a lot of rare ingredients here, not to mention the potions
themselves. Most of this is Ministry restricted, Auror Level and higher.�

�� Susan, if
I don�t have that kind of legal
access already with this contract, add a clause so I can get my supplies.�
Susan paused her reading and nodded after a moment. Harry looked back to
Hannah. �Can your family contacts get everything if I have the proper access?�

�� The brown
haired girl nodded. �Yes. Father was well connected with several of the
families that harvested or hunted for most of these things. If the Ministry
agrees to give you proper access, I can get you the things you need in time. It
will be expensive, though, Harry. Especially the hazardous Class A items. You
know how unstable Elerphant horn is and some of these runic stones cost a small
fortune.�

�� I am not
concerned about money but I would appreciate it if you could work out the best
deal possible. The real money is in the Inner Circle members but I�m not sure
they are going to be where I go and Voldemort only has about a dozen of them.
Just get that list took care of for me as quick as you can. I hope I won�t have
to resort to using them, but it is a possibility. I need to service more
equipment, so go ahead and start working on this, please.�

�� Harry rose
from his chair and put the rifle back where it belonged in the cabnet next to
the M4 Assault rifle. Harry hadn�t a chance to use that one yet, but he had a
feeling it wouldn�t be long before he did. He listened to the chairs moving and
the girls leaving. �Luna, a word please.� He took the pistols from Hedwig�s
holsters and sat at the table to take them apart. Once everyone had gone, he
looked up and into Luna�s eyes.

�� Do I need
to worry about those two?� He kept his voice down and neutral.

�� Not that I
know of Harry. They are pretty satisfied with what we have. We will not betray
you.� As usual, Luna�s voice was dreamy, sounding as if she was there, but not
really. Her eyes, though, were clear.

�� I would
hate to have to kill them Luna. Or you. You have always been good to me but I
can�t have anymore people betraying me. I am doing this only because you asked
me to. I brought them here because you asked me to protect them. Don�t give me
a reason to regret it.� Harry lowered his eyes and started pulling the barrel
of the first handgun apart.

�� Luna raised
her chin a bit. �I understand how you feel Harry, but we are not your enemies.�
Her voice was strong, for Luna. Harry froze to slowly bring his eyes back up to
her own. Hedwig froze as well, watching to see which way this would go.

�� After
several moments of Harry looking her in the eyes he nodded slowly. �Bit harsh?�
Luna smiled a bit and nodded. Harry blew out a breath. �Alright, sorry. I guess
that came out a bit rougher than I meant.�

�� It�s okay
Harry.�

�� Good.�
Harry went back to his work and Luna took that as a dismissal. She was almost
to the door when his voice broke the strained silence.

�� And Luna��

�� Yes
Harry?�

�� Do me a
favor, please. Keep an eye on Susan. Something�s not right about her.�

xxxxxx

�� You want
me to do WHAT?� Tonks shriek from the kitchen of Headquarters, actually giving
the portrait of Ms. Black pause, at least enough for Hestia to close the curtin
and move to join in with the rest of the Order. They were summoned to discuss
the mission plan. Hestia shook her head. She was not sure what the deal was
with Tonks, but she had not been right since they had recruited the Assassin
for the Ministry a few days ago. She was constantly blanking out, as if deep in
thought and would shake her head for no reason, as if she was trying to clear a
thought that would not go away.

�� The
encounter was troubling all right, but she did not understand why her younger
friend had taken it so ill. True, the guy was a right piece of work. Most
likely mentally disturbed, and overall gave her the creeps, but he was on their
side now. He was their Assassin/Monster. She didn�t like it, but she
didn�t have to either. As long as he toed the line and did as the Minister told
him to, she could deal with her own issues involving this Cloud person. They
had enough troubles to be going on with.

�� When she
finally made it inside the old kitchen, she noted that Mad-Eye was sitting at
the table, frowning at Tonks who was standing in front of the chair Hestia
assumed she jumped out of from. Tonks wore an expression of disbelief and
disgust. Hestia didn�t have to wait long for the answer before taking a seat,
unoticed, as they had it out.

�� I don�t
see what the problem is Tonks. You have done this before with people just as
dangerous.� Moody stated.

�� Tonks
blinked. �You�re off your nuts, Mad-Eye. Everything we have about her says that
she is as good as his Consort and you want me to take her place? I find it very
disturbing you�re trying to pimp me out like this just so you can get someone
close to him.�

�� Alastor�s
frown deepen when he heard the answer. She really wished he didn�t, as it
strained on his facial scars, it was a disturbing sight. The effect made her
stomach a bit quezzy. �We don�t know
that, alright? It IS a gamble, but it�s the only way to get someone close to
him.�

�� Bollock.
You�re mental, that�s what you are. We don�t know anything about her, other than how she dresses. I don�t know
enough to pull that off even if I were to agree to this, which I am NOT. I
don�t know how she talks, walks, or even acts. Yes, I could try and work my way
up to the third floor and find out some of that but it�s not going to be
enough.

�� Seriously,
what the hell are we going to do if this little operation get discovered? He�s
got a wicked intelligence network. He knows things he shouldn�t. We don�t know
where he is getting his information. What the hell are you going to do when he
finds out and goes round the twist?�

��

�� If you�re
busted, kill him. Judging by his past actions, it�s the only thing we will have
left to do. Either way he�s going to get put down, either by Death Eaters or
us. We can�t let him survive the war either way Tonks. He�s too dangerous.�

�� Why the
hell did we even recruit him as a Ministry Hit Wizard if you are planning on
killing him off? What the hell is this about, Moody?�

�� This is
just a contingency plan. On the off chance he actually survives his first
mission, we need to do something about him. I have looked over the unedited
reports on the location Kingsley is sending him. It�s a deathtrap. None of us
could pull it off. If he can, we need to know how he did it and get someone
close enough to him to put him down when we are done with him. As for where he
is getting his information, this is why we are keeping this to just the few of
us.�

�� What does
Dumbledore say about this? This is not really our usual type of missions
Moody.� Hestia asked for the first time interrupting their argument.

�� Mad-Eye
looked over at her, his frown still not leaving his face. �Nothing. He�s blind
to this one, thinking that with the Ministry holding his callor, this one is
fine. He�s not being very vigilent. We can�t assume that this Cloud bloke won�t
turn on us in the end. We have to know for sure that this problem will be
solved in the end, permanently.�

�� There was
silence for a moment before Tonks resumed talking. �No. I won�t do it. First
and foremost, it�s against the Minister�s wishes, not to mention that you never
ran this by Dumbledore. Second, you don�t have enough information for me to do
this with any degree of safety. It�ll fall apart before it even begins. I don�t
know what your grudge against Cloud is but I want no part of it Moody. Hestia
and me were sent to hire him on the Minister�s orders for the Minister�s
reasons. We did our job. Cloud took this contract and was very reasonnable
about it, considering his past history with the Ministry�s officials. You�re
going to fuck up everything with this stupid quest of yours. If you want him
dead so bad, go kill him YOURSELF!� With that Tonks stomped out of the room,
leaving a fuming Moody behind and a few confused Order members.

�� Hestia
shook her head slowly. Something about this assassin had definitely gotten to
Tonks, but it seemed that it was nothing compared to how he affected the old
Auror.

xxxxxx

�� Head Auror Shacklebolt lay on the ground of
a small hill, looking through the special Auror Omnioculars. Next to him, Jarrod Kreig was looking through his
own set. They lay there, in the black moonless night, looking down at a modest
two-story house that rested in the valley between their location and another
hill across from them. Shacklebolt had given Cloud his assignment yesterday and
they intended to watch and record the event.

�� They had
been there for hours, since sunset, waiting and recording with their
Omnioculars. They watched as the homes occupants had laid down various traps
and wards all over the property about two hours ago, as if they knew the
Assassin was coming. It confirmed the theory about a leak either in his
department, or in the Order since they were the only ones who knew about
tonight. If it was his department, it narrowed down to a few, maybe five
people, who had clearance to be in the know. It was more complicated if the
informant was in the Order.

�� Jarrod�s
young voice broke the silence as he whispered, �He�s not going to make it. I
count at least ten Death Eaters. They set up defensive works inside as well as
out.�

�� Kinsley
sighed. Jarrod was fresh out of the Academy. Too fresh, as the war forced them
to cut training down to only a year, trying to put more bodies on the streets.
�Did you count the five on the second floor?� asked the senior Auror.

�� A few
moments later he heard Jarrod grunt in surprise. �No, didn�t see them.�

�� Lets wait
and see. I doubt this Cloud is just going to rush in like a mad bull through
the front door. We�ll see what will be. Even if he fails to achieve tonight�s
objectives, it won�t matter in the long run. We just need to see how he fights
so we can better use his skills in the future. I told him yesterday that this
house was problematic. His orders where to attempt to take the house, we don�t
expect that to happen really.�

�� Can�t we
help him though? I mean, they seem to know he is coming and I was under the
impression this was a classified endeavor. We can�t use him as a resource if he
get killed.� Jarrod reasoned.

�� No. The
two of us won�t make a difference against these odds. If he is smart, he will
come with an exit strategy. I know for a fact that he�s smart, so I am not
worried about that. Just keep your Omnioculars
recording and watch. After the encounter is over, we can hand over the footage
to the Unspeakables for analysis. Like the Minister said: to win this war we
need to fight smart, not foolhardy.�

�� It was silent for some time until
Jarrod spoke again. �Hey, one of the Death Eaters just dropped to the ground.
Front section, by the big oak. I can�t see anyone around him though.�

�� Is he alive?� Kinsley moved his
sight across the grounds around the area looking for anyone moving about. He
didn�t see anyone anywhere.

�� Looks like it. Might have been
cursed in the leg. He looks like he�s screaming.� A few moments pasted while he
scanned the area but failed to see the attacker. �One of the other Death Eaters
just ran out of the house to get to him. Something happened to him too.
Whatever got his mate just got him but the last one looks dead.�

�� Curiosity got the better of him and
he turned his sight to look at what Jarrod was seeing. He could see the wounded
Death Eater holding his leg and trying to crawl to the front door of the house.
He could see blood trailing a few feet behind him. The second Death Eater was
definitely dead, as he was missing the back of his head. The pieces seemed to
be scattered far behind him along the ground and part of the wall. He had never
heard of a spell that could do that.

�� As he watched, he saw a third Death
Eater hiding behind the door. As the wounded one got closer, he leaned out,
reaching for his companion. Shacklebolt watched as the man beckoned his wounded
mate to come closer before his mask seemed to explode, along with the back of
his head. The Auror jumped from his prone position in surprise as he watched a
vast mist of gray and red spray behind him and into the house. The dead man�s
body slumped forward into the doorway. A moment later, the dead man was flung
by what looked like a banishing charm, clearing the door, which slammed shut.
The wounded man, who was still trying to crawl forward, was killed a moment
later by a green light that could only be the Killing Curse, curtsey of someone
inside. Seemed they decided he was not worth saving after all.

�� Loyal as a Badger they are.�
Quipped Jarrod as he apparently was watching the scene unfold as well. Kingsley
shook his head.

�� That�s three down and twelve left.
I wonder what his next trick is going to be.� So far he was impressed. He had
no idea how Cloud was doing it, but what ever he was doing was proving to be
quite effective. Three dead Death Eaters and, as far as he could see, the
Assassin never exposed himself to harm.

�� Time passed again. Jarrod looked
through the windows to see what he could see of the houses occupants,
occasionally commenting on locations and how they were positioned. For his
part, he lookeed over the grounds, trying to see where the Assassin was and
what he�d be doing next. A half hour later, as Jarrod was commenting on how
jumpy the houses occupants were, Kingsley noticed one of the second floor
windows shatter inward for no apparent reason. Through a different window, they
noticed blood adoring one of the walls.

�� Looks like a few of the defenders
rushing up the stairs. What happened? Did you see?�

�� Shacklebolt shook his head. �I don�t
know what I saw, but one is dead upstairs and a window is broken. I didn�t see
anything though, just happened.�

�� This reminds me of this movie I saw
once. It was a war flick and one of the main people was a sniper. I wonder if
that is what he is doing?� Jarrod commented.

�� I have no idea what you are talking
about, but just in case, mention it to the Unspeakables when we debrief. They
might.�

�� Jarrod chuckled at his comment.
�Stupid Pureblood.�

�� Kingsley chuckled at that. It was a
running joke between them as their cultures clashed on occasion. �Clueless
Muggle.� As Kingsley continued to scout the area, trying to figure out where
Cloud was now, he chuckled softy to himself. He liked Jarrod. He got the most
out of a poor excuse of Academy training and worked hard to pick up all the
things he missed while on the job. This mission was low risk but that did not
stop him from trying to learn all he could, use his knowledge to the best of
his ability, not to mention he always tried to integrate himself with his
co-workers.

�� Hey, check out the right side of
the house, by those big rose bushes.� Kingsley moved his sight over in that
direction and saw what Jarrod was talking about. Someone was climbing the wall,
slowly heading for the second floor, or maybe the roof. He had no doubt it was
the Assassin, but how did he managed to get so close to the house without them
knowing it? Without triggering any trap?? And what the hell was that strange
thing on his back?

�� Did you see how he got there?�

�� Nope. Didn�t see him until he
started climbing the wall.�

�� They watched as he slowly climbed up
the wall. They would check windows occasionnally, looking at the defenders to
see if they noticed anything. Apparently, they didn�t. He climbed strait up the
wall until he managed to get to the window. The assassin spent a moment hanging
from the wall like some sort of black Gargoyle before he slipped inside and
they lost sight of him again.

�� He�s like a catburgler. I know for
a fact he can move around through means other than Apparition or Portkey. I�m
not sure how but I know he can. Why is he moving about like this?� Kingsley
wondered.

�� Jarrod answered him. �Maybe they
blocked his ability or something or the wards stopped him somehow. Either that,
or Cloud likes doing things the Muggle way.�

�� No idea. They are still watching
windows and doors for him to enter�� He heard Jarrod gasp but did not need to
ask why. He had just looked up and saw it for himself.

�� One of the Death Eaters was walking
in front of a window when the dark dressed man seemed to grapple with him. The
window was sprayed in blood a moment later and from what they could see, Cloud
lowered him to the floor before skulking out of their sight. The Death Eater
never saw it coming.

�� If he keeps this up, there won�t be
anyone left to interrogate.� Jarrod stated.

�� Kingsley mearly grunted. He doubted
that any of those Death Eater knew anything of consequence. He also knew that
any of them that actually did know something would be the last ones to allow
themselves to be taken so easily. They would be in the middle of the pack,
protected by Voldemort�s favor. The lesser minions would fear letting harm to
come his way, in fear of Voldemort�s wrath. He was pretty sure the Assassin
knew this as well. At least, it would appear so as he was eliminating the low
level ones while moving about.

�� Have you seen the white one yet?
Intelligence says he never works alone, she should be around here somewhere.�

�� No, haven seen her, and white would
stand out quite a bit. Might be disillusioned, under a cloak, or possibly
hidden by other means. Lots of possibilities with Magic. Disillusion and cloaks
though would be foiled by our Omnioculars so that leaves us with something
else.� Jarrod replied.

�� They continued to watch the grounds
and what they could through windows for a bit more. It seemed Cloud was
cautious. After he dropped the one by the widow they did not see him again
during this time.

�Boss, Two Death Eaters just ran from the second floor to the ground.
Looks like they either are running away from Cloud, or they found one of the
bodies.� Jarrod informed him. It was a moment later when the wards flared
around the house in an impressive display and did not relinquish, as they
should have. All of the sudden the entire area was alight from the wards
magics. The entire house was a glow in a what looked like spider webbed magics
covering all doors, windows, and walls, completely wrapping about the
structure.

�Good god, they�re using an Impenetrabilis Propugnaculum
ward.� Kinsley�s whispered in awe.

�Never heard of it, what�s the deal
with that ward? Is it Dark?� Jarrod asked.

It took a few moments for him to
answer the younger man. �It�s not so much that it�s dark, but devilishly
powerful. It takes a great deal of power to create one. It�s unheard of since
less than six wizards alive have the power to build up such a ward. Once
activated, the entire structure under the Impenetrabilis Propugnaculum is
impenetrable to just about every magic known to our kind. I only know about it
because I was apart of the ward team assembled to ward the Ministers home a few
months ago. No one in can get out, and no one outside can get in. Only
Dumbledore, and maybe You-Know-Who could possibly breach such a ward, and it is
most likely to magicaly exhaust them to do it.�

Kingsley looked inside, through the
Wards Web, noticing the Death Eaters change tactics. They started moving
upstairs in groups, apparently hunting. �Looks like they laid their trap well.
The Hunter is now the Prey. We couldn�t help him now even if we wanted to, nor
can anyone he brought with him, if he brought anyone.�

�What if he kills the ones who
powered the ward? Would that allow him to drop it and escape?� Jarrod asked.

�Yeah, it could. It�s the weak point of the ward. It
requires live Wizards or Witches to power it. Or massively charged Runic stones
specifically prepared and set up to power it. In either case, take out the
power source the Ward falls. Of course, the source is almost always inside the
ward itself so really, its foolproof. However, I doubt he knows anything about
that. That ward is very rare and only a handful know about it. I know about it
since I was apart of the Ministers Ward Detail and the Minister briefed me
personally on the ward.� Shacklebolt replied.

It was only a few moments after he finished talking
when they heard strange sounds echoing from the house. Jarrod whispered, �Holy
shite, that sounds like gun fire��

Shacklebolt took his eyes from the magical
binoculars to look at his trainee. �What are you talking about?� there were a
lot of those strange pops and when he brought his eyes back to take a look he
could see the hunting groups taking cover. Not that it did them much good, what
ever it was Cloud was using seemed to cut right through their cover. Shields,
conjured cover, didn�t seem to matter. He watched as half the teams jerked
about and fell where they hid. The others scattered.

�Gunfire. Cloud�s using an automatic weapon of some
kind. Can�t see him though to tell you what kind. Might be a rifle though from
what I saw on his back as he climbed the wall.�

�You mean those Fireleg things Arthur is always
talking about?�

Jarrod laughed while he moved his Omnioculars about trying to see the action.
�Firearms, you ignorant Pureblood, but yeah, those. Muggles use them to hurt
others. Normally to kill�� His speech was cut off from a massive explosion that
rocked the house and blew out a huge segment of the second floor wall on the
backside where they could not see. The ward however, held in place. Jarrod
whistled through his teeth as the debris flew from the house.

It was
getting more difficult to tell what was happing inside as the smoke from
whatever was happing inside clouded the area. They could see shadowy figures
moving about and the jets of different spells being cast here and there. There
was a lot of green mixed with red. Kingsley supposed they were the Killing
curses and Stunners but it was too difficult to tell.

The first
floor was still pretty clear of smoke and Kingsley could see five Death Eaters
holding a well-fortified position in what looked like a large sitting room. He
did not see any one else but he could still see figures moving about in the
smoke on the second floor. The sounds of what Jarrod said was muggle weapons
still sounded off an on over the next few minuets. The spell fire lessened over
time, and the other sounds did as well. Soon, the smoke cleared but they did
not see anyone moving about on the second floor. Walls were riddled with holes,
small ones while some others where huge. Interspaced throughout the areas, they
could see scorch marks from spell fire. Bodies lay about all over, some alone,
others in piles. All Death Eaters. At least, they all looked like Death Eaters.

�What we are
doing right now, is this normal for Aurors? I mean, this watching the battle
but not doing anything while our asset gets his arse fucked?� Jarrod asked
while they searched about looking for signs of Cloud surviving, or not. His
voice did not sound happy at the thought of this do nothing approach.

�I would
like to say no, but if he survives this and he gets out of there in one piece,
I think it may happen again. Though considering the Ministers is reluctance to
have too many people work with him, and of course Cloud�s resistance to work
with others, it most likely will be just us, so we can plan his future missions
better. This is just a giant screw up. I think we have a leak somewhere. They
were way to prepared for him to show tonight.�

�I�d be
willing to undergo Veritaserum to clear my name from that list, Boss. I agree
with you though. Someone sold him out, and doing so, they sold us out in
general.� Jarrod stated.

Kingsley
appreciated his willingness to undergo Veritaserum. He was pretty sure the
Unspeakables would be doseing them both before they even finished the paperwork
on this assignment. It was too bad Ministry regs prevented them from wholesale
doesing the whole department. Not even the Minister had the power to do so
without overwhelming evidences to support the procedure.

Kingsley was
looking about the second floor when he finally found the Assassin. He was
stumbling along one of the walls. He looked weak and there was blood trailing
where he leaned against the wall. He held that thing he carried on his back in
his left hand. They watched as he placed his foot on a struggling Death Eater
on the floor, raised the weapon and after a flash of fire from the tip of the
weapon, finished off the half dead Death Eater. He heard Jarrod next to him
mumbling that it was definitely a rifle of some kind, whatever that was.

Cloud tossed
the weapon to the floor and started moving again. His right arm hung limp at
his side while he stumbled along the hallway, trailing blood along the wall
when he bumped into it before he wandered through a door that lead to a room
they could not see from this side. �Well, he survived, but he�s in a bad way. I
don�t see him taking on the last five standing on the first floor with the way
he is looking.�

�You know, I
would have expected that patrol that left half an hour ago to be back by now.
Especially with all the lights and noise, did you see what happened to them?�
Jarrod asked.

Kingsley had
forgotten all about the Death Eater patrol that was walking the outer ward
boundary. He quickly scanned the area but did not see anything moving about.
�Maybe he took them out, or his companion did. They could have just left once
the wards went up, at that point, there was nothing left for them to do.�

�I guess so.
I would have expected reinforcements though, had they left. Intel said that
this house was one of the major storehouses. If that�s right, they won�t just
give up those supplies.�

As they were
watching, all of the sudden there was another massive explostion that
completely blew out a segment of the east wall on the first floor, partially
collapsing the floor above. They could see a small fire starting and the wards
suddenly collapsed. Kingsley was keeping his eyes on the group of Death Eaters
in the common room area but they were nowhere near the blast. Suddenly, all the
lamps went out and it was pitch black in the house.

�See
anything?� he asked.

Jarrod
replied negatively. �No, too dark. So, that means they used one of those magic
storage things for the super ward?�

�Looks like
it.�

Suddenly,
they both noticed a figure in white rushing from the outer boundaries toward
the front section of the house. They watched as Cloud stumbled out of the house
and into her arms as soon as she was close enough. Suddenly, there was a deep
blackness and when it cleared, both were gone.

�I�ll be
damned. He did it. Damn, I owe Jason twenty Galleons. I didn�t think he could
do the whole house.�

�Come on
Boss. If he cleared the house, we need to get the clean up crew to do its thing
and clear the place so we can figure out what we got. Besides, I think we got a
long night with the Unspeakables.�

Kingsley nodded and sighed. It was definitely going
to be a long night.��
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