"Good God, no. Not that little slag of a baldrick." He spat out the insulting term for an ork like it was poison. "That was pure coincidence. That you met her again after Smith and Jones spammed her over the Fuchi job was a chance in a million. Wouldn’t have made any difference if you hadn’t. Again, we had contingencies planned. We had one or two more people up our sleeve that we never needed to bring into the frame, in the end."