"Yeah. You." He shrugged his broad shoulders. "I don't have time with everything happening in Gothic and Grimm. Besides, you move well in that world. You speak their language. They respect you. Fear you."
Then he returned his gaze to the mass of papers upon the table. "Yes. These are the records of a criminal conspiracy that includes money laundering, arms sales and a protection racket. It tells a story. A story of money and crime stretched across time but also a spatial story of safehouses, stash houses and meeting places. A great web stretched across the London underworld." He walked to the map and took out a pin. "At the center-" Richard drove the pin into the map. "-the spider. The Shayton."
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