Ciaphas eyes widened in disbelief and he looked intently at Adam.<br/><br/>"You're shitting me." he said as his hand instinctively went to his cigarette case "Traitor as in Sabbat?"<br/><br/>He didn't bring it out, but he certainly felt the need to reassure himself that the old thing still was in his pocket. He stood silent for a while, his eyes firmly planted in the floor, cogs visibly turning in his head. It was an opportunity, as it was. Surely there was more to this than just a mere traitor,<em>one</em>mere traitor. It wouldn't make sense for them to just send in one, they would send in a pack... a pack of Sabbat infiltrating the Camarilla of Milwaukee. Crafty bastards, they knew fully well that the Kaiser had as much control of the Kindred population as a fireman had over a symphonic orchestra.<br/><br/>"Shit Adam... I need to have a moment with that traitor. It's... there is a distinct possibility, no, it's fucking certain... There are more of them out there. And I can find out where they are..."<br/><br/>He straightened up and looked straight ahead, almost authoritarian in his tone.<br/><br/>"Yes, I need to get inside his mind..."