Toque soldiered up to the shabby looking house cautiously. When Vince emerged some time later he sighed a breath of relief.
"Ah, Toque, right on time."
Toque looked at him incredulously. "You mean you knew he was going to send me on this dangerous mission?"
"Not you necessarily, but I knew someone was."
"Here's your food. Got anything for me?" Toque threw down the pack full of seven days of food.
"Yeah, tell my uncle I've acquired skilled help. He'll know what to do."
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