Le sourcil de Miles s'est levé alors que le Pianiste acceptait le léger changement de plans, le seul signe extérieur de sa surprise face à sa volonté de le faire, et encore moins la facilité avec laquelle il a été fait. Il s'attendait à des heures de marchandage et de négociation des termes de tout compromis comme celui-ci pour devenir ce que tous les avocats parlent et les sceaux magiques. Mais, a - t - il estimé, cela pourrait simplement être dû à la charmante dame qui a choisi de leur parler. Elle était une artiste, pas un avocat et donc pas encline à agir en tant que telle... bien que cela a jeté leur employeur anonyme dans une lumière étrange en effet. Pourquoi tout ce jargon et ce rigamarole compliqués si vous n'aviez pas recours à un homme de loi pour l'appuyer? Miles ne pouvait pas dire s'il devait être soulagé par l'absence ou plus suspect qu'il ne l'était auparavant.
Il a rencontré les yeux des pianistes, reconnaissance silencieuse passant entre eux. Après tout, ils ont demandé cette opportunité...
Les yeux de Miles s'éclairaient alors que le Pianiste abordait les termes de leur tâche. Un cambriolage! Eh bien maintenant, les choses se façonnaient beaucoup mieux qu'il ne semblait pour une telle tâche de tomber si bien dans sa ligne de travail. La chasse aux criminels était le pain et le beurre des détectives, avec le vol juste là-haut avec le meurtre et le chaos qu'ils ont inspiré. Ça, il pourrait s'en occuper.
Aiguisant son attention sur l'information que le Pianiste donnait, Miles se penchait en avant et écoutait attentivement alors qu'il accordait ses oreilles pour ramasser les morceaux vitaux:

Le refuge criminel Filt-Rooftop au-dessus de la légitime (sur le front criminel?) établissements Lower Filt et Doubt Street.
Volé article- boîte de fer cube de 2 à 3 pieds. Verrouillé- extrêmement sécurisé. (qu'est-ce qu'il y a à l'intérieur? Y a-t-il une clé? Plusieurs clés?). considéré comme lourd et difficile à déplacer et/ou à cacher. Qu'est-ce qu'on ne sait pas encore.
Le vol... Un vol récent et à long terme? Bienfaiteur intéressé par son acquisition. (Et quels sont les autres?)
Vol- identité inconnue, réputation existante d'autres vols notables (Il?)

L'inspecteur s'est assis alors qu'il traitait cette information, les pensées se sont tournées vers l'intérieur alors qu'il a cherché les documents et les photos pour les regarder plus attentivement- juste au cas où ils tenaient les réponses à certaines des questions qui se rongeaient autour de sa tête en ce moment.
Miles n'a pas pu s'empêcher un léger ascension des coins de sa bouche, un sourire heureux l'échappant. Le frisson du mystère, ainsi que l'anticipation de la poursuite à venir, oui-pour toutes les bizarreries et les bizarreries de ce monde de l'Autre-monde-ce qu'il pouvait gérer.
Il revient sur le Pianiste, ses questions brûlant sur sa langue alors qu'il essayait de cacher la brillance avide dans ses yeux, et tente d'ignorer la voix criante subtile dans l'arrière de son esprit. Le bruit de prudence et l'auto-préservation essayant de son mieux de l'avertir contre la convenance coïncidante - d'un piège bien battu devant lui. Et le petit sentiment d'enfoncement qu'il était bien et vraiment pris.
Name: Spencer Cole
Age: 55
Physical Description: Exquisitely dressed in grey pin striped 3 piece suit, a perfectly tailored Egyptian cotton shirt and a Jaxon English bowler perched on his head, he is the epitome of style. Turning to fat in older age is a dominant gene in Spencer's family and combat this, he keeps a strict regime of running to giving him a taut sleek form which he moves with smooth purpose. Boots made of soft, velvet like leather clad his feet, a long chain leading to an elegant pocket watch mark and the mole skin briefcase mark him as a man of distinction.
Its often said that people dress to hide their flaws or accentuate their more desirable attributes and Spencer was no exception to this rule. He was by no means a hansom man, dour in expression, weak chin and a nose that was almost, but not entirely the wrong size for his face. Still, he was not without some positive physical attributes, he had been involved with several high profile women in his life, one of whom was a well know actress, none of them had ever lasted more then a year or more. They could never offer him what he really wanted.
Personality: Petty, ruthless and uncompromising, are some of the nicer adjectives used to describe Spencer. Most who have worked with him describe him as narcissistic, manipulative and abhorrent. Spencer's better personality traits were never encouraged to come out. A ruthless attitude were cultivated as a child and a cool intellect was nurtured. This upbringing has left Spencer some what distant and disinterested in others, that is unless he considers you of value. Accustomed to being deferred to he makes a difficult travelling companion and a formidably enemy.
Given his affluent family circumstances Spencer has never been require to do manual labour and Tabour, his equerry has always dealt with the more physical side of Spencer's business, not that there is a vast amount of that kind of work with the lifestyle he leads.
Ethics/Beliefs: Morality was never much of an issue for Spencer, in as much as he had never really had it instilled in him. Ruthlessness was an attribute that was nurtured, developed and grown , this ruthlessness which, today, Spencer wields like a weapon. At a very early age all of the Spencer children were encouraged to cheat, to be manipulative, to win at all costs. Winning, of course to most people, is a subjective matter, to Spencer it was his life force. Anything could be 'Won', people, property, favours, money, import rights, conversations. Wining is what drives him and the only unfair game that you ever play in life, is the game you lose....
Occupation/Talents: 30 years with the British Diplomatic Service has left Spencer jaded, frustrated and angry. He had been, what many would call lucky in his postings. Lucky in the first instance that his father purchased his commission with the Diplomatic Service and in the second instance that all his postings had given him unrestricted access to business leaders, politicians and affluent people who could ensure the ships from British Tobacco Ltd were not subjected to any formal inspections. Of course the fact that the Spencer family were the majority share holders in British Tobacco Ltd and subsidiaries were purely coincidental. Spencer always wanted to be more hands on with his family’s businesses but destroyed all chance of that after the accident.
His real talents lay with people, he could manipulate them and bend them to his will, subtly of course, none of this crass violence that people seem to revile in these days. Far from disliking people who resisted him, he respected them for it, he even liked some of them. Not that it would stop him trying to use them to his advantage in one way or another.
Heart's Desire: A child. A male heir to carry on his work and his genes to the next generation. There really isn't much more to it, he does not need anything material, he has no need of a wife or friends, nothing more than a son.
History: Spencer is the eldest of 3 brothers, and there fore, as is right, the next in line to take up a position on the board of directors for the family’s business, except that to be a board member you first must have provided a male heir to the family, which for Spencer was an impossibility.
Growing up on the family estate as the eldest brother should have been relatively easy for Spencer, he had a full 16 months on his twin brothers and he exploited this age gap for many years. The twins grew fast and being twins, did everything together. It was a cause for concern with the family heads when Spencer's mother produced twins, the family had experienced problems in the past with twins, they had found it difficult to sever that unseen bond twins have. The Family heads decided on a different course of action with Twain and Evans, their tutors encouraged this bond and strengthened it over the years.
On the Twins 12th birthday the day was to be celebrated with a shoot. The preparations had taken weeks and the twins had each been presented with a brace of identical smooth bore shot guns. Shooting was a part of life at the family’s estate and by this age each of the children were proficient in handling guns.
Nobody knew how Twain managed to get separated from the group, and neither Spencer or Twain could remember exact details of the incident. Even today, when he thinks back on the weeks that followed a dull pain builds between his legs. When the doctor had made it clear that nothing could be done to rebuild the parts that were destroyed, Spencer was moved from the family estate into the town house. He was kept separate from the rest of the children and purchased a Commission in the Diplomatic Service.