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“Do you really trust what he’s saying?” Lorenzo asked, now alone in the room with Gideon. “Something about it just doesn’t add up.”

“You’re too cautious, my friend,” said Gideon, standing from his comfortable couch. He walked to the wall, pressing on a hidden panel and revealing the staircase there. “I appreciate it, as that’s your job, but Mavis gave her full endorsement for all of her crew members, Redman included. If she trusts him, so do I.”

Gideon started up the stairs and Lorenzo followed. “I understand, master, but there’s something that bothers me about this story of office tinting. Melbourne businesses obviously aren’t a possibility for who took him, so your suspicions about the Zircon Clan seem correct. If they’ve gotten to him, can we really trust the man? Besides, is Mavis truly capable of giving a character assessment of Redman?” He hoped Gideon took his meaning there.

Looking back at Lorenzo as he climbed, Gideon lifted a brow. “They make it work, you know. Surprisingly well, all things considered. So yes, I do give weight to Mavis’ character assessment. However, if you really do have concerns, I give you permission to investigate what happened when Redman was mistaken for someone in the commercial decorative window glass business around Melbourne.”

Lorenzo nodded humbly. “Thank you, master. I will be quick, simply checking to see if the story makes complete sense. If there are any holes in it, I will find them in no time and report back to you.”

As they reached the top of the stairs, leading to a balcony with a grand view of the Mornington Peninsula, Gideon sighed. “Who do you think we will be meeting up with tomorrow?”

“I’m hoping for Dirk,” Lorenzo said. “He sounds like an interesting character. It certainly is inconvenient that we can only meet with one of them at a time.”

“It is,” said Gideon. “However I believe the pros far outweigh the cons here. They will be the key to our success.”

Lorenzo wasn’t so sure about that, but he’d give them a chance. If it didn’t work out, he could always make them “disappear”.