Clark knew that Delia was uncertain of how much she should say, so he decided to focus on reading her mind rather than Geoff’s, who he knew wouldn’t betray them. The man was still firm in his belief he did the right thing despite the Chief’s threat. “Sir Geoff, please watch Roland for us,” the cricket quietly asked. The man simply nodded in response. 

“This was supposed to be a routine meeting. Edgar and I discuss some things, the Chief gets his bribe, we get on with our day. I had no idea they were going to attack like that.” Delia said. She was clearly frustrated at herself more than at the fact that she was almost killed.

Clark coughed just after she said that as a way to point out the woman’s failure to listen earlier. “And I’m sorry for that” Delia quickly added.

“And what was the powder [i]for[/i], anyway? I’m not some drug dealer, Delia!” Despite how calm he had managed to be throughout the ordeal, Arthur had a hint of anger in his voice. However he made a living in his forgotten past, he knew it wasn’t through a life like this. It felt wrong.

The woman sighed. Clark could tell she didn’t want to reveal this information, but she felt she had to. “It’s specialized medicine for a skin condition. When I was a teenager, I was pretty sick, and Doctor Smith knew my family was poor. He sold it to us at cost, which helped us a great deal. Eventually, I got better, but I convinced the doctor it was chronic. He kept sending the powder to me and I sold it for a profit. I was able to invest the money, so to speak, and now I have the casino.”

Arthur had more questions for Delia, but Clark spoke up first, and did so surprisingly calmly for someone who just learned his friend had been taken advantage of for years.

“Delia, please pay Arthur and I what we agreed to and ensure the safety of Sir Geoff. Then I would suggest going to your office where you won’t get hurt. We should be on our way.”

Arthur wasn’t sure how Clark could be so calm, but he decided he should trust his friend. The cricket had helped him on the beach, in the city and in this city’s basement, while all Arthur had done was lead him into danger. The amnesiac felt he owed Clark his trust and more. “Right,” he added.

The woman was stunned by Clark’s restraint. “...yes, that sounds good. Geoff will be safe, you have my word. Thank you for your help today, both of you.” As Clark examined the gambling magnate’s mind to confirm she was telling the truth, she gave each of them their 20 gold. “You’re welcome. Good luck, Delia” Clark added as he and Arthur left the basement. Geoff took a moment to look on in astonishment at the situation; if the cricket had took the time to read the likely former guard’s mind at that point, he would’ve known Geoff felt bad for how he suspected him yesterday.

After the pair emerged from the run-down building, the cricket looked around to see if they were being watched. Satisfied that they were not, Clark quietly told Arthur “Delia found where one of those keys is this morning. We can get it first if we hurry. Follow me.”