"You don't." The reply was immediate and flat. The only people who contacted her were resistance members, and even they barely got in touch any more. "I can find your details, to contact you if I find Finn. As far as this work goes... name a place and time. I'll meet you."
That was a risk, but she'd take the Mongrel out of storage and hide it somewhere nearby, so if he sold her out, she'd be able to get away fast. And there was always her gun. Still, it was a step beyond what she usually did, and it made the hairs on the back of her neck rise. She tried not to make appointments, usually.