Palace: At Your Service.

[Takes place after Ben receives a letter From Marton, and leaves a voicemail message
for Harry.]

Harry listened to the voice mail and made a face. Sure, he'd expected all along that this was likely to happen- knew it as soon as Marton had sent him the email telling him he'd done it. But that didn't make him any more happy about getting the call from Ben. Sighing, he picked up the phone and dialed, praying for voicemail.

[After Harry talks to Ben]

“Dwayne, hang on a second, will you?” Harry said as the elevator from Royal to Palace Proper arrived, digging inside his pocket and handing him a sealed white envelope while he braced the door open with his foot. “Can you make sure that gets to Marton as soon as possible? Um, please?” he added, looking uncomfortable.

Dwayne raised an eyebrow dramatically, then nodded. “Will do. Night Mr. Sinclair.” he said, watching as Harry moved inside the elevator, smirking as an indignant voice called out, “Harry, dammit!” from inside, heading off down the hall as the lift started upwards. No problem at all- just need to find Vin...

Marton,