"I'm going to use trickery and deceit. Those guys aren't exactly bright."
Nega Trilby pulls out a phone and calls me.
"Trilby?"
"God?"
"No, why would- It's your Nega."
"Oh. Right."
"Listen, Salt's kid is evil. He's going to fuck the Mall over six ways from Sunday. Worse than that: 364 days from New Years."
"365. Leap Year."
"Good point. Anyway, you see the problem."
"So, should I get rid of him?"
"Meet me at the hipster bar. We'll work out what to do there."
I shrug and look around. "Salt... where's your kid? I'll take him to my safehouse. None of them have seen my disguise or know where it is, and I can fly on my own anyway."
Nega Trilby pulls out a phone and calls me.
"Trilby?"
"God?"
"No, why would- It's your Nega."
"Oh. Right."
"Listen, Salt's kid is evil. He's going to fuck the Mall over six ways from Sunday. Worse than that: 364 days from New Years."
"365. Leap Year."
"Good point. Anyway, you see the problem."
"So, should I get rid of him?"
"Meet me at the hipster bar. We'll work out what to do there."
I shrug and look around. "Salt... where's your kid? I'll take him to my safehouse. None of them have seen my disguise or know where it is, and I can fly on my own anyway."