Britannia, NY

Morgan frowns over the paper. Area Carpenter Shot -- she's less and less confident of her contact in Britannia, who's already shown a tendency to have too many opinions. What she wouldn't give for Accolon, or even one of her reliable women; someone who understood what they were told and didn't ask questions.

Instead she has Newkirk, who looks to have exceeded his instructions once too damned often. She wants Nimue distracted, demoralized, not out attracting sympathy from everyone she -- he -- meets.

She reaches for the phone, and dials without looking, impatiently.