"Apparently not," the ginger-haired male said calmly. "But the company he’s keeping is a little unexpected. The troll, well, he’s a big dumb lump of meat. No surprises there. He’s a hired bodyguard. They knew each other in Seattle some years back; ran the shadows together. But the man, Sutherland, is an exceptional decker. I think one of your own Princes might be able to confirm that," he smirked.