[ Vasquez moves with Faraday across the room, taking in the faces in the small lounge. Other than Rojas, he's pretty confident he recognizes someone from the Russian mob, a big face in the IRA, and... the CEO of a Fortune 500?
Not ideal. ]
You want to see if we can slip away? Here or back in the other room?
[ He inhales slowly from his cigar, holding the smoke in his mouth for a moment longer.
Just for appearances, even though he's comfortably convinced no one can hear them, ]
no subject
Not ideal. ]
You want to see if we can slip away? Here or back in the other room?
[ He inhales slowly from his cigar, holding the smoke in his mouth for a moment longer.
Just for appearances, even though he's comfortably convinced no one can hear them, ]
Maybe have our own tête-à-tête.