Lane reclutantly sat down on the couch, but Nora still refused to take his orders.  She stood next to the arm of the couch with her arms folded firmly in front of her chest.  Her gaze was still full of scrutiny when Lane's was becoming, slowly, more worried as he spoke.<br/><br/>"They sent Remi.  He's not a bad choice, generally he comes off as earnest and he's easy on the eyes so he does well with women."  Nora said in a matter of fact tone.  "I'd assume I anyone is watching us, it would be him."  For a moment, Nora considered leaving the house to go find him, but she figured that might do more harm than good at this point.  The Syndicate wasn't going to be too happy if she seemed to be obstructing their plan.<br/><br/>"I didn't make a deal, James.  They told me you were going to do things with my book...<i>bad things.  </i>After what happened to Adella and how you treated me...What did you expect me to think?  That they were objectively wrong about you?  That you would never do such a thing?"  Lane protested.  "And don't fucking pretend like you give a shit about me.  If you did, you could have been honest.  You could have told me the truth and broken up with me like a god-damned adult, instead of the manipulative bullshit you tried to pull."  It was all well and fine to pretend like he had done what he did to "protect" her, but as he already stated...She didn't need his protection half as much as he needed her help.<br/><br/>"I'm not giving them the book.  They didn't ask for it, all the asked what that I make sure you<i>don't</i>have it."  Some of the heat went out of her tone, but it was not absent entirely just yet.<br/><br/>"So give it back to me and I'm out of this entire situation.  And you, apparently, get access to your daughter.  Then you can get her out of there and keep her safe, which I assume was always your goal."<br/><br/>Nora walked to the window and looked outside.  Her expression was blank, but she was definitely trying to see if she could get an eye on the person who was likely watching them.<br/><br/>"Loverboy wants your help." She stated, not looking back at either of them.  "He doesn't trust them to keep their word, so even if you get the book back, and keep it...Dude's a wreck, he's not in any shape to take on that kind of organization."  Nora clarified, cutting through the mysterious shit of James' response as best as she was able.<br/><br/>Lane looked over at him, her gaze heavy.  "I can't help him if he won't help himself."