[color=f7941d][b][u]Ambassador Benjamin “Benny” Watts - Sloan - Evening, October 15th 
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Benny finished his glass of whiskey in one sip. The private’s actions were surprising to say the least. He had expected the boy to have questions about his father or advice on entering the political sphere. Instead Leonid stood before him holding evidence of espionage and spoke none too subtly about starting a mutiny against Col. Abernathy. Benny knew he had to be careful in his response to the young man. He gingerly took the notebook from Leonid’s hands and flipped through the pages. He couldn’t attest to the accuracy of the information but if even half the information was true it was a damning piece of evidence.

“Listen son, do you understand the severity of the situation you are in?” Benny placed the notebook on a table behind him out of reach of the young private. “Colonel Abernathy is lacking political support, that much is true but the man has kept the lights on in the Republic even while people went hungry. Now I have never met the colonel so I cannot attest to his personal character but I will admit that the reports I’ve read are concerning, to say the least. But what is it you would have me do? I am newly assigned to my position of Ambassador to New Vegas and have merely a dozen corporate security agents under my command. Colonel Abernathy has an army of thousands of loyal soldiers. Soldiers he has kept fed and paid through the worst famine we have ever seen.” Benny poured himself another glass of whiskey and sipped this one a bit slower. He lit up a cigarette and sat down on an old chair. 

“If your father was not a member of the President’s cabinet I would have had my agents outside turn you over to your sergeants with the evidence of your [i]malfeasance[/i].” Benny motioned to the notebook. “Who is your boyfriend and does he know that you are here speaking to me? Whose else lended a hand in compiling this information for you?” Benny tried to reel himself back, he didn’t want to scare Leonid but he had been blindsided by this conversation. He had hoped to make it safely to the Strip before the intrigues of Mojave caught up with him, but this godforsaken place seemed determined to offer no respite. 

“I need you to tell me who else is involved with this, who else knows about this and I need to know now. You have done fine work thus far but by coming forward now you have put things in motion that I cannot stop.” Benny leveled with the young man, looking him square in the eyes. “You do realize there is no turning back now, right? You will not be able to return to your post with the rest of your squad and live as you once were.” Benny cleared his throat and gave a slight whistle, the door to the cottage opened quickly and the two agents outside entered.

“Go and retrieve Peter for me, will you.” He commanded one of them, the other he motioned to stay in the room but close the door behind him. The agent locked it as well. Benny turned his attention back to Leonid. “Now I want to help you son, but I need to know who else is involved and how much they know. Or else I cannot protect them once this information comes to light.”