She cocks an eyebrow. "Interesting. He knew Isaac well enough, I thought; he had more delicacy than that." She doesn't push, though. Vasiliy can no longer give his side of the story, so it's best to leave it at that.

"Doesn't it concern you, though? Our forger, who worked on several false identities; the Spade's computer specialist, with access to so much of the Spades' information? The Clubs' Jack? I don't believe for a second that she only left to be with her boyfriend."