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Channing Birk was his contact and they had established a rapport during his ten year stint with the Covenant Black OpsUnit.  Birk was a brooding fellow, being a mercenary.  He welcomedEtiene with a firm, unyielding hand-shake.  He set about deliberating their plan in the privacy of Etiene’s hotel room and Etiene was surprised to find that Birk had objected to bringing him in on the mission.

“I have a bad feeling about this,” Birk said.  “The woman is a chameleon, some folks say she’s a hybrid.  I for one, know that she’s a trickster, and she dabbles in the black arts.”  Birk scowled.  “A trickster, my friend.  Some say she is Coyote and can outsmart any enemy.”

“She is still a woman,” Etiene pointed out.  “I have a way with women.”

“She is that,” Birk replied.  “But she is a treacherous woman, malicious.”

“And I am a warrior,” Etiene’s smoky-gray eyes glittered with fearlessness.

“She prefers the company of thieves, my friend.  You have a shot at befriending her if you go in  as a criminal.”