Journal Entry

We arrived back to the office today from the job in Pyre. I say “we”, but, I’m not actually sure where Mask is. He disappeared off the train home. Not unusual, but obnoxious. It wouldn’t usually matter, but when I got in, the girl said we had a letter delivered without a sender. Just slid under the door, apparently. It was a letter from The Court of Roses. A summons. Honestly, I don’t know if I’m surprised or not. Business has been quite successful recently. But The Court? More successful than I even knew, I suppose. There’s a specific time to arrive, and everything. I’d go myself, per usual, but… Something tells me that we’re to arrive together. If this goes well, this could be it. Everything is falling into place. Better than I even expected, really. Now, I’ve just got to find that damned clown & keep him on his best behavior during the meeting. I don’t think he’d ruin it on purpose, but, even after working together for 5 years it’s still hard to pin him down, and I don’t even know what to expect from an invitation to The Court of Roses. Well, other than a hefty payment. In advance, of course. Anyway. We’ve got a few days. If Mask hasn’t shown back up by tomorrow morning, I’ll track him down. Right now, I’ve got the rest of this fifth to take care of, and a brunette waiting on me.