IN COLLABORATION WITH CODLOREFACTS

THE AGREEMENT


Zykov Peck Strauss Kravchenko Weaver


Peck makes another phone call.


Transcript:
Peck: --I'm just telling you the date has changed, all right? June 4th. If you want him, you'll have to move fast.
Peck: The Forsaken's cage has been completed to your specifications. Once Zykov gives us the creature's location, we'll extract him directly into our captivity.
Peck: Kravchenko is blinded by abject loyalty and his determination to appease his superiors. You know this. Ever since you first told him about the Forsaken--
Peck: Don't bullshit a bullshitter. I'm not stupid -- I know it was you. I'll admit, at first I thought it was Strauss... maybe Weaver, but it's been you this whole time. You're the Requiem mole. I just want to figure out why.
Peck: Hey, remember: you came to me at Outpost 25. You told me to get rid of her, despite Kravchenko's orders. I threw her in the Dark Aether for you. Just because you didn't anticipate they'd get her back, that's not on me.
Peck: All I'm saying is, you want this thing: the Forsaken. You want it so badly that you don't care which side gets it for you, as long as you get it. If you're gonna pull this off, you need me.
Peck: So we have an agreement? Clea7 slate?
Peck: Good. I'll let you know when. Have your men ready.