<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">Alexi and his sister made eye contact, and though no actual words passed between them, it was clear they were in each other's minds, as if comparing notes. Taking a slow breath, Alexi spoke up. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6">“Well… we know that they’re an organization that operates outside of the law.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc"> he answered, almost cautiously. The two were well aware that Lucian was in fact a member of Dimir. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6">“We know that they’re incredibly secretive and half the information that’s floating around out there is probably incorrect, and in all fairness, probably started by Dimir itself just to throw people off their trail. And we know that there are many people outside the organization who handle financial dealings for them…” </span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">“people who are dealt rather harshly if they’re caught skimming off the top.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> Ayla added with a bit of a smile, referencing their own father and the ‘price’ he’d had to pay for such foolishness. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">“But beyond that, just rumors, and no real way to know what’s true or not.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> she continued. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">“And of course we know at least two people who are members of Dimir…”</span>