"I don't think I'll climb all over the roof to find your brother hanging out with the gargoyles," Adam said, smirking slightly. "I should send him a love note with a carton of cigarettes or something. Bribe him to meet with me."
Adam shuffled his papers, trying to find a clean sheet of parchment. He'd do it right now, actually. Then he gave up. "Maybe that's a good idea. But with my luck, it would be someone else who came running instead of Gerard."