Act like it
Brynt paused, then a smile slowly spread across his coldly pale face.
"How would you communicate the information?"
"I'd make a friend."
Brynt chuckled. "A friend who, no doubt, could clear your records and assist any potential escape as well as be a messenger."
Marrick half-smiled. "Admittedly."
"So when are you planning on doing this, Greyson? If you want it to be soon, I could turn you in now. They don't have a visual for me."
"Yet."