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"If my employer was interested in the law they would meet with you personally." The Hooded Man told Chloe, "We don't need to keep you from running for office. We just need to expose to the Terran people that your mother or father was sleeping with the enemy." He continued.

"Of course you'll gain followers, support, but do you expect these people to rally behind you? You may be a politcian, but even someone in your profession can't bullshit their way out of the shit-slinging your political rivals, every asshole with a blog, racist, and media outlet with an anti-Aschen slant is going to be doing." He told her.

"We can help each other. You have the politcal clout my employer needs, and my employer has the manpower you're going to need to clean up this city. We can put you on a bullet train to Prime Minister if you don't mind sacrificing some of your morals." The Hooded Man said to Chloe, presenting his employer's words as best he could.

He didn't enjoy being the messenger, he was just the only person in their employ who could get into places normal people couldn't. Prisons, castles, homes. That also made him dangerous when he used his other set of skills.

"I know you're recording this, security systems like this tend to have that going from the start. Maybe feeding directly to the local police, or some memory storage hidden under a fake rock in your yard." The man said, showing just how savvy he was.

"Your heritage will come back to haunt you, one day. I've seen this play out before. Save yourself, take us up on that offer. We'll be waiting for your answer."