"Huh." She flips through the file. "Really? He hangs around Purgatory in his spare time. This is simple. Go out for an evening, get him to buy me a few drinks, lure him into some alley that’s supposedly a shortcut to my place, and done."
He holds up a hand, eyes sliding closed as she begins to explain. "I don’t need to know how you do it.” That knowledge would only make him hate himself a little more. The admiral already hated himself enough for asking her to do this for him. “Just let me know when it’s done, and what you want as payment.”