Alistaire begins pacing back and forth, seemingly talking to himself. "In the span of a month, I have had my fortune ripped away from me, had to spend considerable personal assets, and put myself at direct risk of bodily harm in order to rectify the situation.

Following this, I discover my now not-deceased grandfather orchestrated the entire matter to handle my now freshly deceased father.

I find that I have lost my longest-standing and personally most powerful patron.

I find that I am tasked with rebuilding the Inner Circle of an organization with reach spanning centuries...

And now..." He comes to a halt again, cane thumping sharply onto the floor. "I find that my chief operative, a woman I entrust with the safety of my body and the authenticity of my valuables, has, with one meeting, undermined not only myself but my Aunt as well."

He looks at her.

"You may explain."