 ½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf
He was waiting for a response, something, anything to come from Cambridge's mouth. And then as if someone flicked a switch she was laying out files on his desk and launching into a rundown of it all.
Well then, this was interesting.
Rainey lazily pulled one of the files closer to his person and flipped it open, scanning the documents within before pushing it back and reaching for another.
What piqued his interest the most was that it involved business in Knockturn, and business there was business for him. How fascinating.
Grunting, Rainey nod his head, his lips downturned in a grimace that clearly indicated he was impressed by the amount of research that she had put into this already.
"Then it's yours," he replied simply, "but..." he had conditions. "I want you to take this to Branxton, she's working on Peverell, we need to pool our resources if we're to implement anything in the Alley." Because he was certainly planning something, there was only so much they would be able to get away with. "Also see what Chosen has on the whole fiasco with that reporter, we're going to have to make this big, there will be no room for error."
Speaking of, he needed to rally the troops, the ones he could trust at least.
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