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Malcolm MacBain

lf. Pushing back his chair he starts to pace. Too many young Breed males had been found dead and there were even more human's dead. All had died violently and all bore the same tattoo. Even worse was the rumors that the blood clubs were picking up in popularity and humans were being transported between the US and Europe and Asia. Returning to his deck he pulls up the picture of the sun with a crescent moon and tear drop. This symbol had been found on several intercepted human cargo containers. So far he had hit a brick wall on its meaning. He had contacted Lucan Thorne about the activities and the deaths. The Order's leader was unfazed about the report until he was shown the symbol. Briefly putting the Scot on hold he came back to say that he was sending Elijah and Aric to Scotland and for him not to discuss this with any of the members of JUSTIS. Leaning back he looks up at the old grandfather clock as it chimed. Midnight, the young warriors should be here soon. As he reach into his pocket to call he heard a Texas drawl laced voice in the hallway.*

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  Elijah Breed *It had been a long flight to Glasgow. Lucan's orders had been succinct and without much detail. Nevertheless, Aric and himself had been eager to team up with Malcolm and they had enthusiastically agreed to fly to Europe on such a short notice. As they were arriving to the Mac Bain castle, Eli looked up and noticed the red tinge of tonight's moon. He felt a shudder deep within his bones...the blood moon. Bad omen.* Ma'am, we are here to see Mr. Mac Bain. Can you announce us, please?

  
  
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  Aric Chase *following Elijah into the building, he takes a good look around while they waited. They had received minimal instructions along with a sealed envelope that was to be hand delivered to Malcolm only. They had a lot of unanswered questions about this last minute mission and both Eli and himself were impatient for answers. Malcolm came into the room and gestured for them to follow.

  
  
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  Malcolm MacBain *Closing the door he takes a seat behind the wooden desk as the two warriors settle into the large Italian leather chairs.* Welcome lads. I trust you had a good flight.

  
  
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  Elijah Breed *Thanks, Malcolm. We did have a good flight though I have to say we are intrigued about what might have prompted Lucan to send us here in such a haste. Speaking of... *I hand in a white manilla envelope over to Mal* Lucan sends this. He said he will contact us to provide a mission status and share intel.

  
  
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  Aric Chase *he waits as Malcolm opens the envelope and reads the information it held. Looking around the office his gaze takes in the decor. The McBain coat of arms covered one wall. Embroidered tapestries hung on the other walls, interspersed with pictures of Danika, Malcolm, Connor, and numerous other breed, breedmates, and extended clan. He focuses on one of the tapestries. The style seemed very similar to the one that hung in Lucans office, the one Kassia created. He wondered if this one was as well. Malcolm cleared his throat, awaiting his attention.* I apologize Sir.

  
  
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  Malcolm MacBain *Taking the papers out of the envelope he reads with interest. There was a list of companies through out the world using various forms of the logo and the names of know mobster and minor petty criminals but the two names that caught his full attention was Dia Rivera and Meison Declain. Stuffing the papers and photos back in to the envelope, he couldn't help but notice Aric's interest in the decor of his office.. * Sorry? For what lad?

  
  
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  Aric Chase *he sits straight in the chair.* for my distraction. That tapestry, *he points* the style is familiar to me. I have grown up in the compound, Lucans tapestry was a fascination for me. This one seems similar.

  
  
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  Elijah Breed *My eyes instantly go to the tapestry adorning Malcolm 's office wall. Having been in Lucan's office just a few times, I was not familiar with what Aric was referring to. I look at Mal inquisitively*

  
  
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  Malcolm MacBain *Slightly smiling* Tapestries. An art that ladies once engaged in, they often told stories, or in the case of Lucan's tapestry leave clues to a mystery. *Opening the drawer to his desk he pulls out his tablet and brings up some photos.* Now for the reason you are here. The other night I got a report from Aberdeen that a cargo of humans was intercepted and a young Breed found dead. The captain and crew were gone but they found some papers. with this symbol, a sun with a Breedmate mark. Of course I called Lucan to inquire if he had seen this in the colonies and his response was to keep quiet and he was sending the both of you over. *Stands and paces* The information in that packet has a listing of companies to cross reference and several pages of low lifes on each continent. But the names that jumped out at me was Rivera's and Declain's. It seems that those two are enterprising gents. Care to enlighten me?

  
  
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  Elijah Breed *I chuckle sarcastically at the mention of those two.* It makes perfect sense that Rivera's and Declain's names are at the top of this mess. They have been on the Order's radar for a while now. Remember that we intercepted a cargo boat loaded with humans intended for blood sport almost a year ago? And the visit we paid to Declain's daughter shop? Maybe they decided to change venues after we intervened with them in America.... *Smirking* They are deluded if they think they can escape us by moving shop to Europe!

  
  
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  Aric Chase *he listened to Eli explain what we knew about Declain & Rivera. An uneasy feeling hit his gut when Eli mentioned Aine, he knew her. He had met her, the first time when he had been out hiking, the second was at the Dome. The mall that was reportedly owned and run by the two partners. He shook his head, bringing himself back to the conversation.* we know that Rivera is breed, but this Declain character is just a human. I've met his daughter, on a couple of occasions, she has no breedmark, no scent. Why would they be in league with a lowlife like Dia? I don't believe Jenna or Dare were able to come up with much on the symbol either, not that I've heard of at least.*He looked to Malcolm* What's the plan, Sir? We are at your disposal.

  
  
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  Malcolm MacBain *Shaking his head in thought* Who know about these humans. They risk their lives in hope of aligning themselves with a Breed and being a Napoleon on their turf. And despite themselves we have to protect them. *Looking up at the clock as it chimes* It's 0130, we have a few hours before sunrise. Lets head to Aberdeen. I'd like to see what they found out about that Breed and shift thought the port logs. Perhaps the three of us can dig up something.

  
  
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  Malcolm MacBain TBC....