“So why me? Why go to me with this information? You could have chosen anyone else.” I asked before taking a sip of my own beer.

“That’s a difficult question to answer. Instead I’ll give you something useful.” she replied with a wary voice.

“And what might that be?”

“I can tell you exactly where Medea took Elysif and how long they’ll be there. However, how you use this information is up to you. If you screw this up then it’s on you.”

“Why are you helping me? Better yet, how do you know this?” I asked.

“You were going to find her anyway with that compass of yours. I’m just helping you along as a show of good faith.”

“I see, if that’s the case then I’ll trust you. There is one thing though.”

“And what might that be?”

“I want you to go talk to Scott at some point soon.”

“...” she stared off into space like she was in a trance.

“Do you not think that’s okay?”

“No, it’s just that he will most likely hate me.”

“Oh, trust me he will be pissed. He looked like he was ready to kill me when I told him that you were still alive.”

“What!” she shrieked. The few other people in the bar looked at us with concern.

“I told him you were alive and he got pissed so I told him it was a joke to mess with him.” I practically spat out.

“That's not good.” she said, taking another sip of her drink.

“Why not? If you two can work something out then everything will be fine.”

“No it will not be fine! You… Micheal needs this to happen a certain way. If it doesn’t then we are all screwed. Anyone other than a select few knowing about this could alter everything.” she said with a touch of annoyance.

“How so?”

“If this goes wrong then around seventy percent of the earth's population will die, and it will be the Agencies fault. Something is coming and no one is prepared to stop it except the few of us that support Micheal.”

“If it’s that bad then does this mean that you are recruiting me?”

“Not at all. You’ll be one of us whether we recruit you or not.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means what you want it to mean.” she turned to Monty and nodded her head. He walked into the back and returned with a silver sword. Silva drank the last of her drink and took the sword with a thank you. She then turned to head out.

“Wait, where is Elysif?” I asked as she started to leave.

“Here.” she said as she threw a small folded piece of paper at me. I opened it to read an address in Lambeth, London along with a date. Looking back up I noticed she was gone. I started to get up in order to head back to the brothel.

“Sir?” Monty said from across the counter.

“Yes?” I replied.

“I believe that it would be wise to pay the bill before you leave.” he said with a glare.

“Right, I’m sorry.” I said as I pulled out some coins and set them on the counter. I might as well not waste the beer so I drank it quickly before heading out.

I arrived back at the brothel to find Scott, Compton, Iscarat and the other surviving agents waiting for me. Mordred was missing but Iscarat was fiddling with one of the magic prisons so I assumed she was still trapped inside it. Hopefully she will no longer be under the influence of Medea’s blood manipulation magic when she gets out.

“Where have you been?” Scott asked.

“I arrived after Medea had taken Elysif so I asked around. I believe I know where she is and we can check using the compass.”

“Good job. However, I assumed you heard about Mama Louise.”

“Yes, one of the Succubi was cleaning up her ashes when I arrived.”

“Well, Iscarat isn’t taking it well. He has done nothing but try and get Mordred out of that box since we arrived. He won’t even talk to us.”

“Anything else?”

“Ya, the brothel has banned the agency from any and all brothel premises until a new Mama can be elected from their elders. Even then the new Mama may not want anything to do with us after this incident.”

“That’s not good.”