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Nobuo offered a smile, and a nod, though he knew the person on the other end wouldn’t be able to see it. “No, thank you, just see that the book is found and sent to my office. Send my regards to Keiko’s good friend, too. I know She would like to know that I have nothing but grattitude for the friendship they built.” It was another code, Nobuo was thanking Drulovic for freeing Keiko. “The situation has saved me a lot of trouble.” He added, when the call was concluded, he hung up the phone.

“It’s not my place to complain personally, but this is not a matter I want swept under the rug, you understand.” Nobuo said with a rather stern tone in his voice.

“I don’t think it was deliberate, I think it was more due to a shortage of funding, and quality staff.”

Minamino said nothing to the matter, rather he kept his thoughts to himself, and opted to watch Dvorak closely, and sip his water.

“This disturbed Her Majesty greatly, while it is not the policy for our Imperial Government to follow up on foreign matters, and naturally, how you run your own jails is your sovereign right as a country, we do believe, in the interests of justice, and prisoner welfare, that this matter be looked into, and we bring it to your attention as a diplomatic courtesy.”

Minamino was trying to soften the rough edges from Nobuo’s statement, despite being in a new body, and dead for a decade, he seemed to catch on quick.

“I want to bring up another matter.” Nobuo said, steeling his gaze. “My second wife. Kendra.” Minamino simply sighed, and shook his head.