Krestov blinked twice as the officer called him on his bluff, fully prepared to have dialed Torrent--the best liar he knew--and pull a fast one. He even invented the name of the boyfriend, his 'brother' Sergei. But that was all useless: his hand was caught in the jar, and it was best to come clean...at least as much as was needed.
"You have me. Surprised I flagged as Ex-KE, but not matter. Deal is fair, meaning I handle case, you get information, file case as done, one more for resume, ya?" The troll broke his expression into a more relaxed smile as he finally took a seat, being as gentle as possible with the furniture. He settled in before continuing.
"Much not known of Mr. Gray, and what said before about recently abroad all true. I suspect involved in major deal of bad stuff...er, what word...contraband. That stuff. Contents unknown, but could guess low grading, given he come here, yeah? Thinking he come here wanting sell goods, but maybe killer want not pay, or take goods for self?"
"Like said, resources for case hard find, and sounding like digging in might be risk. I'll handling risk, give you info I find for file. We have deal, yes?"
