For col_bashermoran Merry Christmas Consider this Holiday pay

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The warehouse he was heading towards was completely out in the middle of nowhere. Looking out the window of the limousine, Moriarty noticed that winter frost had draped itself over the landscape as if preparing for the real deal later on that evening. It suited his mood. Stark weather and dark business just in time for the holidays. Oh goodie. He yawned, preferring to sleep the rest of the way there. Behind the limo, a black van followed. Inside was a line that he was pretty sure in his youth, that he'd never cross. But that was a surprise he preferred not to contemplate. It was a weapon, a message, and a big bag of crazy to boot...

With twenty minutes more of driving before he had to text Moran for the final directions, he dozed. His driver would send the following at that time.

Re: Non Beggars. Final Directions please - M