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Ace isn't the only one who's been looking high and low for Spoon the past few days. Harry's been going at it by scent trails and hunting up witches willing to do divinations, and Ace's been skittering around through time, but Annie's been making telephone calls and occasionally showing photographs around. The photographs have been rarely deployed, as she doesn't much want to give Spoon trouble staying low-profile in future, but it hasn't really mattered much. No one's seen him. The telephone calls... well, Horatio Greene was briefed on the entirety of the Wells family situation some time ago, and he's issued orders to his subordinates to do what's necessary within reason to keep them from wanting to use the blackmail device, at least until some way can be found around it.
Not that it matters. They don't have him either, and Annie knows it.
It's frustrating, and it's kept her up later than usual the past few nights, mostly going over the London bakery's books to make sure no funny business is being pulled in her absence. The Bar is as good a place as any to get away from that before she tries baking again, as she knows her mood isn't really safe in the kitchens.
Not that it matters. They don't have him either, and Annie knows it.
It's frustrating, and it's kept her up later than usual the past few nights, mostly going over the London bakery's books to make sure no funny business is being pulled in her absence. The Bar is as good a place as any to get away from that before she tries baking again, as she knows her mood isn't really safe in the kitchens.