"You've diagnosed the little one?" Jervis was always the little one, but especially right now, all soft and melting against him, clearly drained - quite literally - after the events of the day. "Let's hear it, Spooky. He was just on about how hard boiled that egghead of yours is, so wow me."

What a mind. Jerome wasn't quite sure, he did prefer Jonathan when he was completely off his tits, but he supposed this one had more application. Always a bit of a delicate balance with business associates.