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"We." Van repeated flatly. "As in you and D'Isigny?" Or should that be, D'Isigny's since there were two of them in the ministry now.
He stared Gevrik down, not flinching or even swaying as the other man stepped closer in a way that Evander was sure would intimidate the crap out of almost anyone else.
Sometimes it was a good thing being built like a brick house.
"You do not know all of my plans, Gevrik. You're more limited by your talents than you know." Van smirked but it faded somewhat and turned into something a little more brassed off as he caught a vague sort of impression. He wouldn't? Not Lily. Not the bloody kid.
Evander went quiet for a moment but still stood his ground.
"I'm on to you Gevrik. I know you're here for your own interests." Or at least, for D'Isigny's interests. "If I choose to cooperate with you." And he had no bloody intentions of doing so, as the man must be aware. "It'll be my choice and not because of your manipulations. As for my staff...." He glanced away, towards the door that Benjamin and Damien had disappeared through in order to question the two shopkeepers. "I have no intention of throwing them under the proverbial bus." And you may not be the bus, Gevrik, but you're the conductor to D'Isigny's driver. "And we have other means of getting around." MLE was not going to be Gevrik's plaything.
But if the man could legitimately convince his people to join his cause? More power to him.
"Are we done here? Do you need an escort back to your floor, Gevrik?"
"...and others."
Ikenna would not be elaborating. He knew he had gotten through to Evander but the other man had gotten through to him too. Gevrik's anger would only continue building the longer he remained in this frustrating man's presence and the bus metaphor was like pouring kerosene on a fire.
Just how suspicious would it look if he took out the Head of Law Enforcement right here, right now?
"I have many interests, Bole," the dark man hissed through a clenched jaw.
"Apparently we were done before we began but know this: Neither you nor your staff is incorruptible and soon they will see just how law-abiding their superiors can be. You may have means of getting around but that doesn't mean you can get around me."
He turned on his heel like a bull after the matador and strode out of the foyer, obviously ruffled by the stubborn Evander Bole.