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He's probably the best person on the planet for finding information so I wasn't really surprised that Constantine was at the Interpol Headquarters. Not that he came straight to me, he went and talked to Ra's while I was outside. I knew he was there, I could smell the cigarette smoke in the air, you always know where he's been by the smell of smoke and cheap booze that follows him in a cloud.

I can't get away from him. Although maybe that is his point. You never know, Constantine never has just one reason for doing anything in his life. Everything is an angle to be played a game to cheat at.

They are still talking over who gets jurisdiction over Ra's and what will be done, I have the feeling this could take months and still there's kind of this weird feeling I need to learn quickly, absorb and file and store everything he tells me.

When I went back inside and discovered that Constantine had been there I went back outside. The jailer was annoyed with me, he didn't want to make another trip but one long look at him and he sighed and opened the door and let me back into the yard.

He was waiting there in all his trenchcoated glory.

"What the hell do you want?"