Having being released from the stockades, Noikona immediately contacted two of her legal councilors. As always Commander Orwyn had probed too deeply in his questioning. This time Noikona wasn’t about to relinquish the information so easily. She had some bargaining power and if she played her hand well enough she just might be able to get out of this without seeing her cell (yes ‘her’ cell, don’t ask). The first order of business was to contact Cri and find out, just how much information she could give without incriminating herself further.
Noikona knew she had completed all the tasks asked by Cri. Both knew there would be fallout and consequences, but prison time or worse was not something Noikona desired. She had posted her bail and would adhere to the limitations that imposed on her. She had nearly dammed herself with her own honestly, attempting to talk in circles and evading answers only proved to provoke more direct questioning. Sometimes she thought that Orwyn enjoyed closing the doors around her, until she had no choice but to give him the answer he already knew. Perhaps it was a game to him. She wasn’t about to let him place the queen on her row, when the rook was already blocking her escape. He would have to settle for a stalemate this time or she would use a maneuver she had learned in Karazhan and cheat.
Right now for her to have any hope, was to get a message to Cri and have her destroy the list she had mailed her. If the list of banks and accounts were known it would eventually point back to her as the focal point. She knew the last bit of funds should make their way to the orphanage this week. That gave her some relief, but with the list still out there, there was a danger of being found out. Money laundering was an exact science. Everything had to work perfectly, one snag and you would be found out. That list had to be destroyed the second the last copper reached the orphanage.
Noikona knew she had completed all the tasks asked by Cri. Both knew there would be fallout and consequences, but prison time or worse was not something Noikona desired. She had posted her bail and would adhere to the limitations that imposed on her. She had nearly dammed herself with her own honestly, attempting to talk in circles and evading answers only proved to provoke more direct questioning. Sometimes she thought that Orwyn enjoyed closing the doors around her, until she had no choice but to give him the answer he already knew. Perhaps it was a game to him. She wasn’t about to let him place the queen on her row, when the rook was already blocking her escape. He would have to settle for a stalemate this time or she would use a maneuver she had learned in Karazhan and cheat.
Right now for her to have any hope, was to get a message to Cri and have her destroy the list she had mailed her. If the list of banks and accounts were known it would eventually point back to her as the focal point. She knew the last bit of funds should make their way to the orphanage this week. That gave her some relief, but with the list still out there, there was a danger of being found out. Money laundering was an exact science. Everything had to work perfectly, one snag and you would be found out. That list had to be destroyed the second the last copper reached the orphanage.
