[ Tseng doesn't know. He has his suspicions, but nothing concrete. His curiosity is endless, he's never turned his nose up at good intel. But he's also never shaken down the streets that Reno came up on either, not even when they so closely aligned with his more privately-kept agendas. There was always something that stilled his hand, this x-factor that he couldn't shake, no matter how badly it burned for him to not know.
That burn served him well. It kept him clear, kept him out of Reno's business. It's probably what got them here, sitting across from each other, trading looks in a language no one else knows. Even now, he doesn't want to know anymore than he has to. Whatever Reno wants to keep from this, as far as Tseng is concerned, he can have it.
But that's not what Reno is saying. Suddenly, it feels like the car all over again. There's tension in his fingers for just a second, a squeeze of pressure that's gone in a flash. ]
I've got a fix.
[ He nods at Reno before he stands. His expression goes a touch apologetic. ]
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That burn served him well. It kept him clear, kept him out of Reno's business. It's probably what got them here, sitting across from each other, trading looks in a language no one else knows. Even now, he doesn't want to know anymore than he has to. Whatever Reno wants to keep from this, as far as Tseng is concerned, he can have it.
But that's not what Reno is saying. Suddenly, it feels like the car all over again. There's tension in his fingers for just a second, a squeeze of pressure that's gone in a flash. ]
I've got a fix.
[ He nods at Reno before he stands. His expression goes a touch apologetic. ]
Don't think you'll like it.