Now, the discussion turned to how we should go about locating Artemis' people. To my disappointment, however, even after infiltrating a brothel by posing as a prostitute in training, the woman before me hadn't gathered any noteworthy information.
"Well, that's a bit tricky," I mumbled to myself, a hint of frustration evident as I uncrossed and recrossed my legs.
"Can you cut that out?" Artemis snapped.
"Cut what out?"
"That. You uncrossing and recrossing your legs like that. You do know that you're still naked, right?"
"Oh, that? Well, that's not our top concern right now, is it? Let's focus on the task at hand," I replied with a sly grin, giving my legs another little show. "Seems like we're in a bit of a bind, Artemis. Are you absolutely sure there's no lead? Nothing?"
