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The man fell quiet for a moment, apparently needing to think about that. "That would depend on what type of approach you wish to take," he said. "If you want to be quite direct and speak to a leading figure in person, then I'm sure you don't need advice from me to find an appropriate target. They are all plenty famous without me hyping them up for you, eh?"

Hmm. Was this guy being cautious? Trying to read his aura, that was the impression Hector was getting. Perhaps he didn't want to reveal too much about which of the big name Vanguardians were currently in the city.

Which was disappointing but also fair enough, Hector felt. It at least implied a sense of loyalty and conscientiousness toward the Vanguard. That was admirable in its own way. And Hector was about to move on when the senator decided to keep going.

"...But if you would like to take a more subtle approach, then I might suggest speaking to a woman with red hair named Delilah. Or a man with glasses and dark hair named Ruben. They might be able to help you, if you can conduct yourself respectfully--and with a little charm, perhaps. That never hurts."

Well, it was something to go on, at least. Those descriptions were a little odd, not even bothering to include last names, but Hector resisted the urge to press for more. He had a feeling even just saying that much was already being fairly generous. Plus, it seemed likely that Jacobson wouldn't even know much else about them, especially if they were quite well-connected. Hector knew that the higher ups within the Vanguard had a tendency to conceal their histories and familial connections for reasons of safety.

"I'll keep that in mind," said Hector. "Thank you."

"You are welcome. Now if I could perhaps--"

The man kept talking, but Hector suddenly became very distracted. For two different reasons.

The first was that Garovel began talking privately, and Voreese began talking publicly.

'I'm sensing something extremely strange.'

'What in the fuck is that out there?!'

And indeed, that led into the second reason. Hector might not have had their reaper senses, but he did have his aura sense now. And it was certainly telling him something. He had no idea what, but it was strong. Distant. But strong.

And it felt hostile.