Birdie sent me a message

Birdie sent me a message asking me to come back.

Jem will be revealed to see my return.

Smilax sounded up-beat on the phone today. But, then, I did feed her the lines she wanted to hear. It's too soon to draw battle lines.

I'm not sure about the new people. From what Smilax said I assume she recruited them with her usual lack of screening which will anger Jem. I'm fairly certain she isn't using Jem because she never named her in our conversation. Grumbling will ensue. I wish to be sympathetic, a positive influence even, the agent I'm meant to be, but I've screwed that up twice already. We're a fortnight out from staking our positions.

I can't find the thing for Holiday as easily as I'd hoped and am afraid it's no longer readily available. I wish to finish her commission before things heat up with Smilax. Women.

That is a ways off. Tomorrow I extract information from the bank. I pray that it doesn't kill me.

sandwich

peanut butter
mustard
and cheese
with raisins.

Smilax

She wasn't the person I remembered but I could see she was trying to put motives onto my visit. Why not accept that I had friends and didn't need to explain my presence? No, that makes her exactly the person I thought she was. Again, how could I be wrong? Then I realized I'd have to ask her for a job. So I did have motives...

I walked away.

Timing has never been my strong suit.