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Silently sighing to himself as he stepped aboard the ship, Ciarán made his way up to his cabin, where he hung up his coat and opened up his laptop, reviewing the files his partner had retrieved on Victor Donnovan, which were surprising few with the resources at their disposal.

If this guy's got secrets even Interpol can't dig up, he's gotta be hiding something...

Closing his computer a few minutes later, Ciarán made his way down to the ship's bar, trying to kill time until the ship arrived at the tournament tomorrow so he could begin his investigation.

"Jameson on the rocks."