Jake Randolph: Origins Pt. 70

He followed me out of the alley, trailing behind me. I tensed up as he retrieved his dagger from the sidewalk, but he put it back in his pocket and started following me back to the café.

"See," he said as he caught up to me, "every abody ina Zurich knows that I'ma the one to asee when you needa information. I work afor all of the, ah, how you say, amovers and ashakers?"

"Great. Then I'm sure you can give me all the information I need," I said with confidence.

"Of course. But a fellow's agotta eat, ya know?"