Freehold of Minuit

"Really?" she said curiously.

"Fine, tomorrow we can study the book in depth. Sound good to you?"

"Clever boy," she said wrapping herself in a large towel.

Suitably dry she said, "Let me see it."

She finished and dried herself and said, "And you have not read any of it?"

"Well I never expected Autumn to be so helpful but very much yes, I would love to read it," she said as she showered.

"This sounds like something new and somewhat familiar."

"I know a thing or two about cauldrons and witchcraft," she mused coyly.

"Jason is a font of knowledge but I have more grounded and practical experience through trial and error, I guess. Whats this personal matter you need help with?"

"I don't know the details but Mr. Numbers should, I just know that it is effective but in it's current form not overly useful," she said entering the shower.

She continued speaking louder over the water, "If you have ideas I am all ears."

"Mr. Numbers is my point man for most of our operations so as long as that is understood then I think we have a tentative alliance," she said removing her robe and making her way to a shower turning the water and testing it casually till it was to her liking.

She responded, "Well that is an impressive resume. Would you have any issue working with Mr. Numbers?"

"What services do you provide?" she asked as she took a deep drag.

The upstairs was converted into a living area with a large living area and a wall put in to divide from her sleeping area which had scintillating beads of dark colors acting as a door. There were lots of cameras and a portion of the living area looked more like a studio for photo-shoots or streams. ...